It’s the finaaaal Countdown….

…or it just might be soon.

One of the delights of a “staycation” is watching Countdown, (rock and roll) although if the cunning plan of Channel 4 is to succeed, it might not be for much longer.  Having seen the clothes they are pouring the new Vorderperson into I fear large sections of their audience may be shuffling off this mortal coil at an increased rate.  Those “greyhound” dresses, you know, the just about reach the hair, are fantastically short and tight, but given the blood pressure of the average OAP, they must be playing havoc with grandma and grandad’s circulation.  (Insert cheap stroke gag here.)

No wonder Stelling is smiling, and it’s not because he’s away from the unbelievable Chris Kamara for a few days.  If she drops a letter, she may end up winking at him as she picks it up.  Actually, that’s the one thing she has in common with the audience.  It seems necessary to wear sensible, big-ass, granny pants.  They need something substantial to hang the microphone battery pack on.

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I saw “The Quick and The Dead” last night.  Long story, but it was the only western available I hadn’t seen.   It’s OK I guess, the story is familiar to anyone who has seen a western.  The twist being, the “hero” is a *gasp* woman.  Anyway, about midway through came the obligatory “Sharon Stone gets her tits out” scene as she cosied up to Russell Crowe.  Got me wondering, has anyone else ever had their career so completely upstaged by their own va-jay-jay?  The only other person I could think of who has seen their career so completely killed off in this way is Michael Douglas.  Yep, the Stone bush casts a large shadow.

In 20 years time, when Ms Stone stars in the remake of “Whatever Happened to Baby Jane”, I have this horrific image of her uttering the immortal line, “I’m ready for my close up Mr De Mille”, only for us viewers  to be treated to a loving soft focus tracking shot starting from her head, then moving down, taking about 15 seconds to travel the length of her spaniels ears, until finally reaching her waist, where her distented nipples will finally be seen, pointing floorwards. *shudders*

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So, “Nasty” Nick Griffin, the man who would be Austrian is going to be on BBC Question Time tonight.  Seems it’s an issue that has divided the country.  Whilst his fascist outlook is unwelcome, I do believe it’s time these guys were given the chance to be seen and heard for what they are.  Unfortunately, Question Time isn’t the right platform in my mind.  It tends to deal with the issues of the day, in a semi scripted manner with pre-chosen questions.  So, tonight it will likely cover The Postal Strike, Iraq, Afghanistan etc.  I doubt they’ll let Joe Public ask anything that’s likely to prove overly controversial, and whilst Griffin is undoubtedly an idiot, even he isn’t going to be so foolish as to start ranting about “Jews, Paki’s, blacks and the wholesale destruction of all that is pure and white and British.”

What’s really needed is a debate style program where every party in the UK political scene gets to appear and give the public a proper insight into their policies etc, show how each differs in regards to particular issues.  This would be far more effective in enabling the true colours of each party to show through.  The big danger tonight is that Griffin comes across as reasonable…..

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