Bit Queasy
Like the rest of the nation I watched the Big Brother expulsion last night and it left me feeling a bit queasy. I think it was just the sheer weight of attention the whole thing is getting while the rest of the world goes on.
It got me wondering whether this thing just fascinate people because they can participate in the outcome? Is everything else just too complicated and removed from their sphere of influence for them to be bovvered any more?
Maybe we should reduce everything to a public text vote!
e.g:
"Should interest rates go up a further quarter percent?" Text your answer to The Gov/Gordon of India at 11Down.
"Should lovely Mrs Joe Bloggs get Herceptrin to help her fight breast cancer?" Text Not Really NICE on 999.
"Should Tony Blair sling his hook sooner rather than later?" Text OftPM asap.(BTW the photo is from the G8 summit in Edinburgh)
On a sadder note one of the women who helped me do the show for the book is now in hospital having just been diagnosed with cancer. It seems they've found secondaries on her lung and she's undergoing tests to establish the primary site. I hope to speak to her on Monday and see what support I can offer. Her family all live a long way away.
Labels: Big Brother
posted by apprentice at
11:09 am
5 Comments:
I felt relief last night when Jade Goody was evicted but managed to quell any gloating feelings. If her apologies are genuine I really hope someone cares enough about her to suggest she has anger managemant treatment and that she spends some of her 8 millilon trying to educate herself. If it isn't racism it is blimd ignorance and that can be addressed. The problenm is she has made her fortune on the strength of her lack of general knowledge and grasp of decent behaviour so she could well be reluctant to try to change. It is really quite sad.
It was very unpleasant behaviour, but I agree that we're in danger of not tolerating thickism. The boyfriend doesn't even know where Norfolk is!
Plus most celebs seem to think that being able to throw a wobbly is part of the cache of having a few bob. Blech to it all.
When - if, you have a moment Doctor Maroon needs your help in my comment box of 'Definition of love'
I'll go and look.
Thanks a lot Anna!
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