Life in Pieces

I am way behind with posts and intend to quickly regain lost momentum. Lobbing the odd comment onto The Facebook is no substitute for my usual arcane and eclectic ramblings here which is far more satisfying for your correspondent if not for my Mum and my two other loyal readers. So let's get started.

I am one of those crusty curmudgeons who heartily resents paying the BBC licence fee. The apparent aim of the BBC is to, 'enrich people's lives with programmes and services that inform, educate and entertain.' Radio 4 apart, it does none of those for me. I can muster no enthusiasm for it's lack of editorial independence and independent thinking. The utter bilge that the Corporation serves up labelled 'entertainment,' is nothing of the sort as it competes with ITV in a race to see who can sink to the lowest common denominator the fastest. I look to the US for my televisual down time. The quality of comedy and drama being pumped out is astonishing and represents a very real threat to the future of the BBC, ITV and indeed SKY. They deserve what's coming.

 

If you're wondering what I'm talking about then wonder no more. I've been a fan of the comedy, Modern Family since it's inception. The joy of Modern Family is that in each episode there is a piece of every family's experience. Crackling show though it is, it has been usurped by an upstart must-watch newcomer called Life in Pieces. The format is to tell four short stories about the same family in each episode and it's a winner. I download it on Amazon Prime, (from the office because those thieving bastards from Openreach still want thirty eight grand to reinstall a broadband line at home which used to be there until they took it away and gave it to a neighbour). You should download it too. You will also, (probably), see a slice of your own experience in each episode. These well written and acted comedies from the States are flawless in their execution and it is somewhat embarrassing to note the meagre fare on offer from this side of the Atlantic relative to our own Golden Age of comedy way back when. Anyway, I'm here to help; hope you enjoy it.

Cunning Plan

Apologies for the absence but back and with much to say after a month in which we've said goodbye to, amongst others, the Labour party, (probably for a generation), Sepp Blatter, (hurrah!), Charles Kennedy, (anyone who described my mum as the Helen Mirran of Inverness must be a good soul) and the television series Mad Men, (bereft). What with the current series of Modern Family now ended I'm left only with the hilarious comedy Silicon Valley to justify my license fee. Anyway, we're also coming to the end of school exam season and with it A Levels and the last of my cohort to finish school. Should I be encouraged or dismayed by these recent snapchats received from said student with a cunning plan?

which was unfortunately followed by this,



.."In politics, stupidity is not a handicap…” Napoleon Bonaparte

On then to tonights debate. Perhaps, I might even make it to this one although on past form I very much doubt it. Having talked so much but said so little in the previous debates I can't imagine it will be any different tonight. They're all so scared of dropping a bollock, especially after yesterdays little fiasco, that I can't believe they will be in the least bit forthcoming.

They may in fact not wish to come out on top tonight  if they read remarks by US economist David Hale who told an Australian news outlet last week that Mervyn King, Governor of the Bank, said to him that given the severity of the budget cuts the UK must endure..... whoever wins the election will be out of power for a generation. Discuss!

Watching the car crash in slow motion that is Greece and the rest of Club Med who are doing a fairly decent reprise of the Lehman/Bear pile up, I can only reflect that if we were in the Euro, as Cleggie would wish us to be, the long suffering British taxpayer would also currently be facing a bill for some £20bn something to bail out the tax dodging, lying Greeks. If I were Cameron tonight; I'd be focusing in on this with laser precision.

In fact, old Cleggie's had a fairly decent run of things. He's getting along swimmingly just by letting the others cock things up. In fact, he's even had the odd day off which on current political form appears to be just the right thing to do. Things though are about to change.

I said last week that things were about to get dirty; after tonight they're going to get downright ugly. I strongly suspect that the rabid Attack Dogs of the press, who have been working furiously over the past weeks, are going to let rip this weekend and nothing, but nothing, will be out of bounds.

If I were Cleggie, I'd be prepared for forensic public scrutiny of his expenses and finances going back to his MEP days and his attitude toward education amongst other things. His policies will be shredded, which won't be difficult given how flaky they are, but I fully expect Europe and immigration to be close to the top. If I were him, I'd be rattling any skeletons in the cupboard and dragging them out before it's done for him.

Anyone wishes to avoid a broken TV set at home might consider SKY 1 and the return of the brilliantly written comedy Modern Family. No contest really,