Wallender is a wanker! Sorry, sorry, that's rather rude but I'm in a grumpy mood this morning. Actually, my irritation should be aimed at BBC4, hitherto, one of my favourite TV channels, particularly on Saturday evenings when they run foreign police stories which are usually interesting and at their best (The Killing - first series) are brilliant. However, for the last several centuries - at least, that's what it feels like - they have been running Wallender stories. He must stand, or slump, as the most eye-stabbingly boring character ever invented. So for week after week I have eagerly checked the listings and for week after week nothing but bloody Wallender until this week - hoorah! - another 'Yerdy-Durble-Burdle' police procedural but not Wallender. Even so, warning bells rang because the lead character was played by the 'Yerdy-Durble' actor who played Wallender in the early series. Anyway, generous to a fault I gave it a chance last night. What a load of old komage, er, that's 'Yerdy-Durble' for 'tripe', by the way. The actor concerned is old, fat, unshaven and looks like an unmade bed and yet he is supposed to be a wow with the ladies. Do me a favour! I know some 'wimmin' are stupid but but not that stupid! I'm the really stupid one for wasting an hour and half of my precious life watching this lumbering slob plod through a plot of totally unbelievable complexity. And yes, I do feel better for sharing that, thank you for asking!
Stephen Fry: nice guy, pity he's so dim: Actually, I have no idea whether or not he's nice. Like the rest of you I can only judge these 'slebs' on their public personna which is a bit like some punter, back in the day, judging one of my old bits of 'shrapnel' by the nice paint job I gave it! Anyway, he obviously took Cameron's recent campaign in favour of homosexual marriage seriously and asked him to back a boycott of the Russian Olympics because of the anti-homosexual laws laid down by their Thugocracy (sole prop: Vlad the Impaler.) Given the tiny number of homosexuals there are in this country compared to the hoardes of 'hearties' who follow these ridiculous games, poor Stephen - such a darling boy - was on an even bigger loser than our winter Olympic team.
That Sky News didn't ought'a be allowed! For the last 24 hours they have kept showing some Chinese lunatic walking across a river 300 metres up on a single wire with no harness or safety net. Halfway across he is met be his assistant who lies down on the wire so that he has to actually walk over him. Obviously the pair of them are as certifiable as that looney who walked over a canyon in America not long ago - and bloody Sky News kept showing that, too! As you know, because I tend to repeat myself, I am in the habit of having Sky News on constantly but with the sound switched off. Consequently, I have no warning when these items will be featured and so, as I glance up from time to time, I am in severe danger of a heart attack, or at least, dropping my cup of tea. To be scared of heights is quite sensible should you find yourself 'on high', as it were, but to be have your bowels turn to water at a film of heights or, as in my case, even a photo of them, is ridiculous, I know, but there it is!
The butterfly effect: It really is quite extraordinary! We have just passed through a stupendously harsh winter- oh, alright, perhaps not if you live in Inverness but for us soft Southerners it was - in which one supposed that virtually all wildlife would be extinguished, particularly delicate creatures like butterflys but, not a bit of it. All my friends and neighbours are boring me to tears - as I am now doing to you - on the simply amazing number of butterflys to be seen this summer. They are such stunningly beautiful creations which no doubt assists their survival rate living as they do amongst homo sapiens which is more than can be said for the common house flies who are slaughtered in their zillions at this time of year.
Hurrah, another new word! I mentioned previously my delight in discovering new words and today I came across 'neoteny', acording to my trusty OED: "the retention of juvenile features in the adult animal". Richard Holmes attaches it to his eponymous 'hero', Winston Churchill, in his excellent one-volume biography. He is spot on, both in the physical sense - check the similarities in these two photos:
Also, of course, there is more than just a trace of the small boy in the adult Winston, particularly if you let him anywhere near a war!
The American intellectual Right acts with honour: A few days ago I drew attention to a series of essays being written for Breitbart.news by Ms. Diana West accusing the late Mr. Harry Hopkins of being an active Soviet agent. There has been a stern and highly critical response - no, not from the 'usual suspects' in the Left-wing media who instantly bridle when any criticism is made of the sainted FDR and his administration, but from the Right-wing media who can usually be relied upon to pull on their 'bovver boots' and knuckle-dusters and pile in behind the accuser. Clarice Feldman at the American Thinker summarises how many Right-wing academics and media intellectuals have turned on Ms. West and her accusations. Mind you, as I wrote at the time, I certainly believe Hopkins, like his boss, was a Soviet sympathiser and those sympathies coloured their political actions. Whether it went further, I do not know. However, I do believe the re-action of these various Right-wing intellectuals is entirely honourable and praiseworthy.
Chris Bryant MP should, er, stick to his underpants: Ever since this sordid dimwit advertised himself on a homosexual site wearing his Y-fronts he has gone on to prove that he should have stuck to being a vicar because at least he wouldn't have made a national spectacle of himself.
Today he has leaked the contents of a speech he is intending to make tomorrow accusing Tesco and Next of dubious, that is, dubious in Bryant's one-eyed world-view, practices in hiring East European immigrants over British workers. Instantly, both these companies have retaliated and it turns out that Bryant has several of his facts wrong. Why am I not surprised?
No more rumbles today, see you all tomorrow