Jeremy Clarkson
Fat, old guys my age are supposed to
worship him. I find him odious. Abhorrent. Beyond belief.
I'm not bothered by words. There's
always a contextual envelope that should determine how anyone's use
of language is judged. However, shortly after the 'slant' quip –
my, what a fast mind and soaring intellect to get that past the Top
Gear production team, Jeremy has come out with a 'nigger'.
I have two big beefs with Clarkson:
Avoiding cliché, here's where I don't
put 'everything he says and everything he does'...
One, he's a petrol-head, and I dislike
petrol-heads. Cars are tools, for transporting people and things
about the place. Anyone who thinks they're more than that is, as far
as I'm concerned, dangerous. Anyone who thinks a means of transport
makes a statement, well, they, in themselves, obviously lack
sufficient whatever to make their own statement. They're expensive,
and they're boring. There's nothing exciting about cars. Unless
they're ploughing into each other. Then they're worth watching.
Otherwise...well...yawn city.
Two: he's the typical boor. Too big,
too loud, too much to say, without anything to back it up. Smokes.
Hates physical exercise. Spouts every cliché known to middle-aged
man. He's the bloke you dread being stuck with at any social
occasion, being paid to be that bloke. Absurd. He's the bloke in the
lift that has you taking the stairs. To the twenty-seventh floor. Yet
the BBC (and that means you and me) pay his shedloads of cash for
inflicting himself on the viewing public.
Not surprisingly, he's apologising for
saying nigger. Not surprisingly because, without the exposure or
national tax-paid broadcaster gives him , he'd be down about
£14,000,000 per year.
“I did everything in my power not to
say that word” he said.
Other than, er...not saying it, that
is. That's nonsense of the highest order. Exactly what is to be
expected of the right-wing, climate change denying oaf. This is the
bloke who wants to eat rhino, hippo and giraffe meat “because he
can”. Jeremy, while you're at it, how about drinking gallons of
your own piss, or standing in front of the 12:25 Paddington express,
because you can. That'd cut down the cliché per hour terrestrial
telly figures and save a few quid on the licence fee.
I think it's that opening paragraph
that is at the heart of the problem. There's too many like him, and
they're getting all us fat, old dudes branded as right-wing,
reactionary, old-fashioned, middle-of-the-road Daily Mail don't eat
that foreign muck everything'd be lovely if it weren't for Europe and
immigrants UKIP voters. He's a mate of Cameron's. Figures.
I hope they sack him for saying nigger,
but I wish they'd sack him for being crap.
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