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Show meets business.

One of the greatest tricks that Hollywood has ever managed to pull off, is to hoodwink the public into thinking that the most important part of the word show-business is ‘show’ and that the business part of it doesn’t mean what business is commonly accepted to mean. That is, selling a thing to people and selling enough of that thing to make a profit.

I was thinking this the other night as I watched the Oscars, specifically my last blog, where I referenced ‘Winnie-the-Pooh; Blood and Honey’ a 2023 slasher movie that despite being widely acknowledged as one of the worst films ever, was made on a budget of $100,000 but netted a global box office of about $5,000,000 – and to which a sequel is planned. And why wouldn’t it be? A profit margin of 4,900% is the very definition of a successful business venture, which only highlights the almost awe inspiring financial failures that made up the majority of films 2023.

Most films fail to recoup their production and marketing budgets and it is an accepted truism in the movie business that whatever the actual production budget for a film is, one should also allow about half of that amount for that to cover the associated costs that accompany the selling of it, the marketing, the distribution, and all of the other the blah, blah, blah it entails. Some films spend way more than that.

Take ‘Barbie‘,for example one of last years most successful films. It cost $135 Million to make, made $1.4 Billion globally, but reportedly had a marketing budget of $150 Million. Whist those are big numbers, they’re nowhere near as big as Winnie’s 4,900%. profit. And that is nowhere ‘The Blair Witch Project’ which while costing $60,000 to make implausibly made $248,638,099, a profit of 414,300%.

So its worth bearing in mind, when thinking of Martin Scorceses’ critique of Marvel films not being real cinema and dismissivly comparing them to rides at theme parks, that theme parks only exist to entertain and that if they don’t, then the public will vote with their feet. Much like they did with his latest cinematic bum number, ‘Killers of the Flower Moon’, which worked out costing $1Million for each of its 200 minutes, but had a paltry total box office of $157 Million.

So for all of the gushing press that the Oscars have generated, about how it is attempting to become more inclusive, more diverse and more whatever it pretends to be ,the one thing it is and always has been, is massively condescending about the kind of films that most people see. If there was one moment above all else that typified this this achingly superior attitude, it was when the host, Jimmy Kimmel, read out a tweet from Donald Trump. The tweet, essentially mocking of the entire ceremony, and Kimmel in particular.

Of course this played out well. Kimmel knew his audience, knew that their illiberal liberality would approve his sneering tone, knew well that the cheers and applause would follow, knew also that he was addressing not the television audience, but thousand or so packed into that theatre gleefully staring back at him.

It proved that whilst showiness is a business, it is a business increasingly out of touch with the consumers it depends on.

Jane Austen meets Winnie-the-Pooh.

I like Jane Austen.

Actually, I’ve only read ‘Pride and Prejudice’ and that was at school for ‘O’ Level English, but I have seen most of the TV and film adaptations of her books and I like those. Which is almost as good. That’s why this headline caught my eye;

Winchester plan for £100,000 Jane Austen statue triggers ‘Disneyfication’ fears’, before going on to report that ‘People at public meeting raise concerns that sculpture in cathedral grounds will attract tourists taking selfies

As one might imagine, my first thought upon reading this was how big was this statue going to be if it cost £100,000. Secondly, and more problematic for the sculptor I would’ve thought, is the fact that no likeness of her actually exists. But then I remembered we are living in 2024 and that doesn’t matter in an age ofArtificial Intelligence, of ‘remixing’ photo’s on our ‘phones, of deepfake revenge porn, and now with Google Gemini and its black Nazi’s, the end of historical accuracy. This quote, from the sculptor Martin Jennings, after unveiling his preliminary model, is a damning critique of a culture that places the now over the past.

Welcome to now, where it is always now, and the past only exists as something to be re-imagined, re-contextualised and ultimately re-cycled in a continuous process of re-evaluation, and where there is no future, only a now that hasn’t happened yet, the pre-re.

“In life, she may have been aghast at being represented in this way. But after death, she belongs to all of us.”

‘In death she belongs to all of us.’ And that, boys and girls, sums up perfectly an ever more prevalent artistic aesthetic, one that has more to do with the the values of now, of some cultural commissars, than of the work itself. The notion that once a piece of art has been created, the artist then relinquishes any say over how it is interpreted because then it enters the public domain and the public can then be told by cultural commissars if it is either good or bad.

Welcome to now, where it is always now, and the past only exists as something to be re-imagined, re-contextualised and ultimately re-cycled in a continuous process of re-evaluation, and where there is no future, only a now that hasn’t happened yet, the pre-re.

In my wilder flights of fancy I can easily imagine an artist creating a work of art now – be it music, a painting, a book – and thinking to themselves ‘ Sure, it’ll pass muster now, now it’s fine, but what about in 50 or 100 years from now, when attitudes will have changed. What then?’ Perhaps artists will have to put a moratorium of sorts on their work, a legally binding stipulation in their will that after their death all their works are to be destroyed and consigned to the dustbin of history.

If only A.A.Milne had thought to do that, then the Pooh books would never fallen out of copyright, entering the public domain, resulting in ‘Winnie-the Pooh; Blood and Honey’, a 2023 slasher movie, that follows Pooh and Piglet, who – obviously – have become feral and bloodthirsty murderers, as they terrorise a group of young university women and Christopher Robin when he returns to the Hundred Acre Wood five years later after leaving for college. Despite being widely acknowledged as one of the worst films ever made, the numbers don’t lie – made for $100,000 but with box office of about $5 Million – and a sequel is planned.

I was foolishly then that thinking that Jane Austen had got off lightly, until I remembered 2016’s ‘Pride and Prejudice and Zombies..’

Forest Gump’s mum meets Winston Churchill

The most depressing thing about the way in which the entire political class and their fawning sycophants in the media reacted to George Galloways’ electoral victory in Rochdale the other night was that it reminded me of how they’d all reacted after the Brexit vote. With an almost tedious inevitability, there was the same anguished newspaper headlines, the same acres of newsprint opining at length about what it said about Britain, about how it was a sad day for democracy, even down to the PM giving a speech outside No.10.

The statesman like thing to have done would’ve been for Loafer to be gracious in defeat and to admit that whilst he had lost, democracy had won. To position himself was a staunch defender of the democratic ideal, that how he felt about the result was ultimately of no consequence. But no. He somehow managed to conflate Galloways victory and the beliefs of some of the people who supported him as evidence of “our democracy itself being a target”

The thing is, it’s a teensy-teensy bit cheeky for Loafer to even mention democracy being a target, given the obscenely undemocratic way he became PM in the first place, in an act of political chicanery that would’ve made even Kim Jong-un blush. He is to democracy what Prince Harry is to reticence. At least his predecessor, Letttuce, was elected, even if it was only by 80,000 Conservative Party members. The last PM to be elected because of an actual general election was Boris’s Johnson, back in 2019.

Secondly did any Cabinet Ministers travel up to Rochdale to support the Conservative candidate Paul Ellison, especially after the Labour candidate was withdrawn? The media were all too aware of the potential for a Galloway win, most obviously because it allowed them to pontificate upon how disastrous an outcome this would be, so it follows that Loafer and Co were aware too. So where was the one time only coalition of all three main parties suspending business as usual and uniting behind a common cause to defeat Galloway? And instead of sounding all high and mighty about putting country before party like all politicians are always testiculating about, maybe actually doing it?

Galloway won Rochdale thanks in part to a low voter turnout – 39.7% as compared to the 60.1% in 2019 – and of that he only managed to 40%. Basically, 12,335 votes. Essentially if the main political parties couldn’t be even bothered to show up, then why should the voters? Worryingly, a couple of candidates whose names appeared on the ballot paper but were withdrawn before the election itself nevertheless managed somehow get a combined total of nearly 3,000 votes. And that leads neatly onto another threat to democracy.

Politicians themselves.

They are increasingly out of touch with the everyday concerns of the people they claim to serve, hardly a surprise when one realises the huge disparity between them and rest of the population. In 2019, research revealed the sheer scale of this grotesque reality. 44% of Tory MPs, 38% of Lib-Dem ones and 19% of Labour ones went to to fee paying – private – schools, as compared to 6% for the rest of us. It gets worse, as most of the Tory ones – 61% of that 44% – are in Loafer’s Cabinet, and 45% lot of that went to Oxbridge.

Less than 1% of the rest of us do. Unsurprisingly, this disparity stretches into the upper echelons of the civil service, the media and business.

No wonder then that a kind of group-think takes place, one that allows an echo chamber of ideological conformity to flourish and for dissenting opinions to be seldom heard. And that danger to democracy extends to the judiciary; senior judges being the most unrepresentative group of them all, with 67% attending private schools and 71% graduating from Oxbridge, with 11 of the judges on the Supreme Court thusly educated. Puts the legal challenges to Brexit into a harsher light, to say nothing of the Supreme Court unanimously ruling that Boris’s Johnson had “unlawfully” prorogued – suspended – parliament for five weeks. Effectively thwarting, albeit temporally, his ability to carry out the wishes of the majority of the UK population

Much like the Brexit vote, there was a lot of scare-mongering by the commentariat and grim predictions of doom that were better suited to Macbeth, but that didn’t prevent the shocked disbelief and abject bewilderment of the entire political class when the lower orders actually used democracy to be actively involved in their own lives. Possibly not enough of them made full advantage of that possibility in Rochdale, but whose fault is that? That’s one of the great strengths of democracy, which is why the right to vote was very begrudgingly and even more incrementally broadened to eventually encompass all citizens. Just as people are sometimes contrary, often unpredictable and frequently unfathomable, so too can be election results.

And as I pointed out in a previous blog, Galloways self-professed and ruthlessly focused targeting of Rochdale’s Muslim population may well have been distasteful, but from another point of view, a brilliant piece of strategic thinking, one which all of the other parties have always used. Indeed election night analysis almost fetishises the possibility of marginal seats being lost to a rival party, often cutting away so we can see the winner bask in their fleeting moment in the spotlight. And with an emboldened Galloway eyeing up marginal seats25 of which have majority of less than 1,000 – the results may not be to everyone’s liking, but isn’t that the point of democracy, losers consent?

To quote Forest Gumps’ mum ‘Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what your gonna get.’

Justin Webb meets Galileo

As things change, so they remain the same and so just as Galileo was found guilty of heresy in 16th Century Italy, so too has the BBC’s Justin Webb been found guilty of expressing the modern equivalent of a heretical belief in 21st Century Britain.

Galileo’s accusers were the Roman Catholic Church and his his supposed heresy, expressed in his book ‘Dialogue Concerning the Two Chief World System’ was his belief that the Earth revolved around the Sun and not vice-versa,. This view was gaining some traction in 16th Century Europe, and because of that the Catholic Church in the form of the Inquisition sought to punish him. He was found guilty of heresy, forced to renounce the truth, sentenced to life imprisonment – commuted to house arrest until his death – and the publication of any of his books, including any future works, was banned.

Who accused Justin Webb isn’t know but his heresy was that, whilst co-presenting BBC Radio 4’s Today programme, he uttered the phrase “trans women – that is males’ last year when discussing new International Chess Federation guidelines regarding whether being biologically male can give players an advantage in the game.

Leaving aside the question of exactly how biological males competing in a women’s category are somehow conferred an advantage when playing chess – chess – isn’t clear. Proper sport – the kind that causes you to sweat and muscles to ache if you do too much – I understand the advantage. Any male who has gone through puberty has all manner of biological advantages because of it and no amount of ideologically driven scientific gerrymandering will alter that fact.

But nonetheless, someone complained that the comment amounted to Webb giving his personal view on a controversial matter in breach of the BBC’s requirements on impartiality, and the the BBC’s editorial complaints unit agreed, saying it “gave the impression of endorsing one viewpoint in a highly controversial areaHow exactly is this ‘a highly controversial issue’? It isn’t. Far from it, as polls have consistently shown that the overwhelming majority of Britons hold same the view, namely that trans-women are in fact men. When they properly understand what is meant by a trans-woman, that is.

To me, this is just another baleful, yet increasingly modern example of a ‘sport’ or organisation wishing to jump aboard the trans bandwagon and in the interests promoting this and championing that, essentially negating the rights of biological women. And of an organisation that has abandoned all moral authority in trying to placate the digital mob.

The frightening thing is that Galileo had to wait a couple of centuries to be proved right.

We already know Justin Webb is right.

George Galloway meets Margaret Thatcher

Anyone with even the merest pretence of being a supporter of democracy must be glad that George Galloway won the Rochdale by-election. Not because he’s an especially nice politician, but because of the fact that it demonstrates the robust health of our electoral system.

There are many things I find highly disagreeable about George Galloway and his campaign, but the fact is that enough of the voters in Rochdale didn’t and no matter how calculated one considers his campaign to have been, it was undeniably effective. Making it clear that he was targeting the Muslim community in Rochdale that made up 30% of its population and shifting the focus away from local or even national issues, but instead onto Israel/Gaza was many things, but one of them was being from the same election strategy handbook every other political party ever has used.

Only a credulous fool would deny the obviousness of that statement. It used to be a truism of politics that if you threatened benefits that targeted the elderly, you’d pay the price at the ballot box because the elderly were more likely than any other age-group to vote. Famously, Teresa Mayn’t forgot that piece of election orthodoxy and in the midst of campaign published proposals for social care that were quickly dubbed ‘the dementia tax’ and were even quicker abandoned.

Compo Clegg pledged not to increase student tuition fee’s before the 2010 election to get the student vote? Remember how that turned out!

How prior to the 1997 election Labour made it clear that they weren’t going to reverse any of the Conservatives spending cuts? That was a reassuring promise to wavering Conservative voters that everything would stay exactly as it was for them and that other people would continue to bear the brunt of those cuts. These are the three examples that spring immediately to mind, but there are countless more, perhaps not not so blatant as Galloways, but in a weird way that makes them even worse. But for me the undisputed master of this in the modern era was Margret Thatcher. From letting people buy their own houses and then turning them into shareholders of utilities the public had previously owned, her entire premiership was just one long bribe.

And that even now, as we’re told that Galloways election victory was a triumph of kind of divisive politics, one that categorises the electorate into nothing more than set of issues to be pandered to, the Chancer is planning a budget which promises tax cuts, benefit cuts but better public services! Labour are no better, finalising an election manifesto which will be full of warm words and assurances to do all manner of things for all manner of people, but will reluctantly conclude, upon election, that the reality of government doesn’t enable them to do it.

So all in all I’m not as disheartened by Galloways win as I otherwise might’ve been. His win is a perverse win for democracy, because the if other parties had got their acts together, this probably wouldn’t have happened. He only got just over 12,000 votes and I don’t know how large the electorate was, but only 39.7% of them bothered to vote, compared with 60.1% at the 2019 general election. Granted, a low turnout but the by-election wasn’t held at a moments notice, there was loads of publicity about it and still people couldn’t be bothered to vote! And with rumours of a general election in 100 or so days anyway, his victory will be short lived.

Not as short lived as Liz Trossack’s premiership but another future pub quiz question nonetheless.

Kath Viners’ glass house meets some stones.

Yesterday there was this headline in The Guardian;‘ GB News has paid more than £660,000 to Tory MPs since its launch’ And just to make absolutely sure that the virtue signallers who read it could choke on their homemade muesli, it was billed as an exclusive and given lead story status.

As I’ve mentioned before on this blog in relation to Guardian ‘exclusives’, it is technically an exclusive only in the narrowest of meaning of the word insofar as no other paper considers it to be news. But’s that me just nit-picking.

What really waxed my woody about this particular trivia was that it attempted to make a story out of its readers contempt for GB News. A contempt for which the Guardian, along with some of rest of the media, have only been too happy to create, inflame and generally present GB News as some sort Fox News copycat. If one believed all the negative press that continually engulfs it, one might think that GB News was some kind of emerging powerhouse elbowing its way onto the British media landscape, its audience and influence growing with every passing week.

Except it isn’t. Far from it. For the purposes of this post I tried to find reliable audience figures for GB News – which is harder than one might think – and could find none. Well apart from this one – which is an apology from BARB apologising for woefully inflated viewing figures for New Years Eve – which doesn’t really count. It is however online that GB News comes into its own. Perversely the very media outrage with which the supposedly serious papers treat it, the multiple OfCom complaints made against it, the more people subscribe to its YouTube channel. People are watching GB News, not just in a way , that can be measured using traditional – i.e. outdated – methods

But however many – or indeed few – viewers watch GB News, indeed regardless if one agree’s with it’s avowedly right-wing stance, no matter your disdain for politicians who espouse a particular kind of populism which can become worrying insular, the kind that provokes knee jerk reactions, distrust and suspicion and which may be anathema to you, despite all of this – in fact because of this – if you believe in free speech, then you have to allow it. Free speech isn’t for people you agree with, it only has any meaning at all, if you defend it in support of people you disagree with. It isn’t easy but that’s the point.

But back to the Guardian article and the £660, 000 paid to Tory MPs by GB News since its launch, in June 2021. Just to put that in some kind of context, in that same period, Kath Viner, the editor of the Guardian, trousered nearly £1.5million. She got a £150,000 pay rise in 2022. or 42%. . This is from the same newspaper which see’s no contradiction whatsoever between that and frequently criticising excessive executive pay.

If Guardian readers should be angry about anything, they should be angry about that.

Another storm meets another teacup.

I must confess to not having the firmest of grasps regarding the events that caused such consternation in Parliament the other day, but what I do know is that it concerned the ongoing situation in Gaza. Apparently, a vote calling for something was so badly handled that the whole thing quickly descend into chaos. Lots of senior politicians then did what they do best,. Namely, blaming each other for it, calling on someone to resign and generally convincing themselves that the majority of the population felt so strongly about this as they did, so that they craved an endless diet of media analysis to tell them not only was it important, but why it was important

At no point in all of this, did any politicians stop to ask themselves that if, in the real world, the one outside the Westminster bubble, far removed from TV studios and headline writers, political pundits and wannabee has-beens does any of this actually matter? Will it have any effect whatsoever upon the issue upon which they were so preoccupied? Had the vote gone ahead, and if a motion calling for a ceasefire have passed, would have given rise to some sober reflection on the part of Netanyahu? Or would he would’ve thought, ‘The news that some people of no consequence have said something of no consequence, and have called for something that has no consequence, has no consequence for me.’

It is a seems to be a peculiarly British political class delusion, that no matter how much we are reminded that Britain no longer has an Empire, no matter how guilty modern Britain constantly finds itself to be over endless real and imagined wrongs committed by it, the antecedents of the class that oversaw it still feel emboldened enough to lecture other countries as to how to conduct themselves. And are possessed of a blinkered perception of their own self-importance to think it matters, one that they’d be first in the queue to condemn others for. They live in a fantasy world created in a belief of their own self-importance, a belief that when Britain speaks, the world listens, a belief that world whilst the world has changed, it essentially remains the same. A kind of Schrödinger’s politics.

An excellent article in spiked highlighted the grotesque disconnect between the concerns of the public and the concerns of politicians. It seems to me that our politicians are not so much interested concerns rooted in the everyday concerns of their constituents – the ones who put them on the soapbox in the first place and to whom they claim it is an honour to serve – as they are about being seen to doing anything that’ll garner approving tweets and which will enhance their chances of re-election.

Because to me that’s all it is, a fear of the digital mob turning on them and at the same time, a desire to say or tweet something that the digital mob can either turn into a viral entity or better yet, actual news. Being seen by some to say or do the right thing isn’t the same as actually doing or saying the right thing. Over Israel/Gaza, some of our politicians have failed to grasp that blindingly obvious truism.

The O.N.S. meets Dr. Fox

I saw this headline on the BBC website yesterday and my mind went into overdrive, because the headline was so utterly bereft of any critical rigour as to be meaningless. It made on question the editorial standards that allowed such a headline to be even written. And here it is:

‘One million have undiagnosed type 2 diabetes in England’

Exactly how can one put a figure on something if that something hasn’t even been quantified? Well the BBC got around this by providing a link to some research by the Office of National Statistics (ONS) which apparently proves this fantastical claim. I haven’t read the whole thing – because in all probability the ONS will, knowing my luck, publish research that proves that the more statical research one reads, the more one increases their likelihood of dying early – but have just skimmed the main points and it is by turn both unintentionally hilarious and alarmingly contradictory

‘An estimated 7% of adults in England showed evidence of type 2 diabetes, and 3 in 10 (30%) of those were undiagnosed; this equates to approximately 1 million adults with undiagnosed type 2 diabetes.’

Ah good, our old friend ‘estimated’ making a not unexpected appearance in a piece of statistical scaremongering. One wonders if his trusty companions ‘projection’, ‘possibility’, and ‘eventually’ are lurking deep in the research paper? And then, just to ratchet up the fear still further, it added

Those with type 2 diabetes were also more likely to be undiagnosed if they were in better general health, and women were more likely to be undiagnosed if they had a lower body mass index (BMI), lower waist circumference, or were not prescribed antidepressants.

So hang on! I thought having better general health was a good thing? Also, isn’t women having a lower BMI an equally desirable thing? Or am I wrong? But there was no time to dwell on this, because;

‘Pre-diabetes affected around 1 in 9 adults in England (12%), which equates to approximately 5.1 million adults.’

What’s this now? ‘Pre-diabetes’? When did we start living in the world of ‘Minority Report‘? It follows that if there is a thing, then there has to be a time when that thing didn’t exist. If we accept that pre-diabetes is a thing, then aren’t 100% of people pre-death?

‘Groups most at risk of having pre-diabetes were those with known risk factors for type 2 diabetes, such as older age or being in the BMI categories “overweight” or “obese”; however, there was also considerable prevalence in groups typically considered “low risk”, for example, 4% of those aged 16 to 44 years and 8% of those who were not overweight or obese had pre-diabetes.’

So just to recap then. There are two things – undiagnosed and pre-diabetes – that can’t be proven, but are nonetheless presented as fact. The healthier one is the greater the risk of it being undiagnosed and even if you’re younger and slimmer, you’re still in the woods for the pre- version.

A few seconds before I posted this, I re-read the BBC article for any hint of healthy scepticism on the part of the reporter who posted this. They would’ve had access to the same, hopefully much more, information than I had, but there was not even a scintilla of doubt. It was presented as fact, whereas to me it reads like a last piece of ‘churnalism – a press release basically presented as news.

No wonder Dr. Andrew Wakefield got such an easy ride!

The BAFTA’s meet The BARFTA’s

One of the things that neatly exemplifies just how ‘celebrity’ obsessed our culture has become, is not just the award ceremonies themselves, but the fawning sycophancy by a media that has suspended all objectivity for access to ‘talent’ It’s like a dog eating its own vomit, the seriousness with which they treat the basically trivial and woe betide anyone who punctures their ever so carefully inflated balloon of pomposity, as Ricky Gervais did to such great effect when he used to host the Golden Globes. Anyone would think he’d done something that mattered in the real world.

Tonight it’ll be Baftas, where the British film industry will delude itself once again that it’s nothing more than a tax break with a shared language and technical expertise. Once again the award winners will make teary speeches about how great this was, how lovely it was to work with that, but that actually the other was a story that needed to be told. And they’ll bang on about how brave this was, how selfless that was, and how humbling the other was, whilst being applauded enthusiastically by the losers who look overjoyed to have lost.

Nothing sums up the shallowness more, the utter fatuousness of these awards, than this The nominees are aware that a camera is right there in their face, to get their reaction when the result is announced so if they win, they need to act almost mortified but if they lose, act bizarrely delighted to have lost. It’s only a matter of time until there’s an award for Best Loser Reaction Shot. One for the showreel…

You don’t get this nonsense in any other field of human endeavour. You don’t get builders fondly reminiscing about a wall they’d put up years ago, how the mortar was so great. Neither do you get surgeons waxing lyrical about the thread they use to sew up patients after open heart surgery or waiting staff at a Harvester banging on tearfully about how the chef goes to great lengths to ensure that there’s always a vegan option on the menu. Because there are no awards for any of them, there not considered sexy enough to warrant that kind of attention, that’s not prime-time BBC1 enough, but what we do get is endless red carpet photos of actors wearing dresses designed feed the media cycle. Are they too this, or not enough that, or are they referencing the other?

David Tennant is hosting this year. Perhaps he might take us all on one last trip on the TARDIS to a time in human history that wasn’t so obsessed by self-important non-entities. Oops. silly me.There wasn’t. There never will be. Its the human conditioned to be conditioned.

George Orwell meets Roy Castle.

The news that Wayne has got cancer saddens me.

Not for him, but because questions that should be rightly asked about health inequalities, especially those surrounding early cancer diagnosis, access to effective treatment and ongoing post survival rehabilitation have been largely ignored by the media. A glorious exception to this obsequious forelock tugging is an excellent piece in spiked by Joanna Williams. Much easier to focus on his two sons, Not Yet Wayne and On The Wane, whose every action is minutely dissected and discussed so as to help deflect attention from where it should be.

You know, instead of detailing the plight of some of the other 1000 people who were diagnosed with cancer on the same day he was. Those who by accident of birth will not get the same medical care he will. ‘All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others.’ As true today as it always has been.

It also saddens me that Waynes long standing devotion to homeopathy seems to have deserted him, and that this too hasn’t been remarked upon in the media saddens me. What better way to highlight its efficacy, to use his celebrity status to advance a cause he notionally passionately believes in and prove that homeopathy isn’t a load of old bollocks. But instead of staunchly sticking to his voguish affectations he, like countless others before him, jettison’s them when confronted with a potentially fatal condition and instead puts his trust in proper science, not pseudo-scince and expensive quackery. You know, the kind of science that actually works.

I always thought he was a hypocrite, its just nice to have it confirmed.

But what fills me with the most amount of joy about all of this – and yes, I find joy in this, I’m not going to do a Tony Blair after Thatcher died – has to be the awkward silences and unspoken recriminations and pent up rage directed at Ash by Wayne. He knew he was in love with her when he got married, continued his relationship with Ash and since the divorce from his wife and her subsequent death, has been tireless to rehabilitate the publics opinion of her. Again, it saddens me that the media haven’t drawn attention to the fact that whilst he isn’t a smoker, she is, and that his casual interpretation of his marriage vows are now coming back to haunt him.

Good.

It also saddens me that no-one has made the blindingly obvious observation – blindingly obvious to me anyway – that as the monarchy itself is a cancer on our society, that the cancer now has cancer.