Last time I sat down to write a post it was when the Pope was in town. I was all set to write a critical piece (with a brilliantly humorous, sardonic take on things, of course), throwing in some references to the letter in the Guardian by Stephen Fry and companions expressing their distatste for the Pope's visit being funded by the public, and a smattering of the complete - and hilarious - irony of the Daily Mail lecturing anyone for having any form of so-called prejudice.
And then Stephen Fry wrote this. http://www.stephenfry.com/2010/09/16/dailymailhate/
The most brilliant piece of writing ever. I may be wrong, but it reads as though he's just gone, "Fuck it, I am voicing my opinion here and now. Someone pass me an iPad, I will blog it!" Maybe in the back of a black cab on the way to a QI rehearsal... anyway, there was no way I was going to follow up that. I refuse to compete with Stephen Fry. It wouldn't even be a competition, it would just be the literary equivalent of a Christmas roast turkey with all the trimmings beside a cold leftover turkey sandwich from a garage. But do read the article. Especially if you think the Daily Mail is a sanctimonious, out-dated pedlar of bollocks that, if it - oh, the joy! - stopped circulation, could save a vast portion of rainforest that instead of becoming tiresome droning about immigrants in print form could support a bountiful reserve of beautiful and probably dangerous wildlife in a foreign country, something it is to be hoped Paul Dacre would go into hiding to avoid.
Anyway. That is all for now - I just wanted to share the love momentarily, and I'll write something proper very soon. xxx
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