17th Oct – we’ll catch a runt and put him in a punt, and then we’ll let him go.

~ dickiewhiteblog

We cannot deny that we have now arrived at that ugly saturation point of fame, so presciently identified by Andy Warhol, and, agonising as it is to be presented with ceaseless hours of – is the term Z-list celebrity any longer valid? Aren’t they all now so devalued by their ubiquity that they are (we are) merely temporary celebrities, waiting for a turn? – temporary celebrities debasing themselves in front of the world in the name of entertaining us, revealing to anyone who has the stomach to sit through it, their room temperature IQs – shamelessly putting on display their profound ignorance, to give new life to Mark Twain’s advice, “Better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid, than open it and remove all doubt,” isn’t what’s really offensive about all this, something entirely more disquieting?

What I particularly like about the above statement is that it is virtually unreadable, yet somehow justified as a single sentence. A bit like one of Richard’s books.

From the country that brought you Shakespeare, Dickens, Eliot, Austen, and the Brontes, our current best-selling author pretends not to know that the daffodil is the national flower of Wales to accommodate morons, and preserve salary.

That, disingenuous cove, Oxford-educated, faux-everyman, vainglorious prick, and low-life apologist, Richard Osman, who has coveted fame more assiduously than any fuckwit uneducated wannabee, and is prepared to demean himself like that, delivering not one leg of the mission to “inform, educate, and entertain” let alone all three at once, drags us, his paymasters, down with him into his celebrity gutter, so that he might keep riding the national gravy-train of the BBC. It ends today.

Whilst I’m in the mood, another quote for you. TS Eliot, in a long discursive letter to a friend, opened it by apologising, saying, ‘I didn’t have enough time to write you a shorter letter.’ – if you see where I’m coming from.

To provide a fillip to the new Labour government, who have hit some bumps on the road in their first 100 days, please print and sign the petition below, then send it to 10 Downing Street. If we get over 100,000 signatures, they are obliged to debate the matter on the floor of the House of Commons.

And yes, you are right, I am holding something back that has needed saying since the time of the General Election. I’m getting there – next time maybe. Especially now, that I’ve opened the temporary celebrity hunting season.