"So don't be a fool again 'cos they're just hooligans"

I'm not a happy bunny.
I've been feeling a bit off about something for a few days & something has just brought these feelings to the fore.
The something in question was a comment seen on another blog. Firstly, I'd like to say that I don't hold the poster of said comment to be responsible for my ire. It's just a manifestation of feelings that I have seen round Blogland & of course in the real world too. Also I believe that the blogger in question is quite young & god knows I often spoke without thinking my words through when I was a younger man.

The comment in question stated that in our country when there are major international football events going on that "hooligans" affix the flag of St.George to their cars. What sort of people do that?
"The sort of people that like to cover their cars in England flags are also the sort of people that like getting drunk, getting into fights, doing other stupid stuff like drink-driving, etc."

I will no doubt be putting an England flag on my car in the near future. I will be doing that as my small way of showing that I, as an Englishman & a football fan, am supporting my team & also because I consider it to be a little piece of fun. The whole country becomes a much more colourful place at these times, I like that. And I know I'm not alone in that.
So tell me why is this practice looked down upon? Do YOU believe that I'm a drink-driving, street fighting hooligan?

This is only a part of the picture though, I've recently been feeling marginalised for my liking of some of modern culture's more populist things. I love watching Big Brother; contrary to some opinions this does not put me on an intellectual level with plankton. In fact it says absolutely nothing about me other than I find that particular show entertaining.

I read The Sun. That is my choice. I choose it because it entertains me (a little) & it's easy enough to read in the very limited amount of time I usually have for such things. I've certainly got enough about me to know that their opinions are just that; opinions. And though I may find them distasteful sometimes I don't have to share them do I? Besides all papers have their own opinions & I've not found one that matches mine, though I have read ones whose rhetoric literally makes me sick. Daily Mail, anyone?
I know for a fact that there are people who look down their noses at me because I choose to read The Sun.

Maybe the books I choose to read also provoke incorrect assumptions about me? I don't know.

As always when I'm riled by something, I find myself suffering from an inability to express myself with enough articulation to really hammer my point home. Damn.

I think a lot of this may be my own insecurities. I'm a working class boy from a working class family from a working class city with a working class job & a working class circle of friends. Since I commenced this internet adventure I now find I have many friends who do not share my background. This is a wonderful thing. Strength through diversity.
Perhaps though I feel a bit of an odd one out as I think it's fair to assume that a lot of my on-line friends would or could be considered middle class. Inferiority complex? Maybe.

So what exactly is my point? The point is I hate to be classified & pigeon holed by the sort of widescreen judgmental generalisation seen in the quotations in the 2nd paragraph.