Crudites
No time to beat about the bush - OK Ya - chocks away!!
Z
"INTERMITTENT SIGNAL."
Mr Midwinter, your balls are steaming; that's no man, that's his father, Klaus. A real estate's pimp in Southall's chance in Hades. Pay the ferryman and do shut up Tiffany.
Why are our wonderful intellectuals getting worried about the excellent tendency to dumb down every bit of culture? Because culture is what exalts the powerful, rich and influential. Intellectuals fear the lowest (common) denominator because it reverses the process of cultral sublimation thrived on by the middle classes. Not me, so high and mighty and the chiller goes my path, the more excellent are the unusual disadvantaged pariahs shunned at the gates of Clifton, Hampstead and Henley upon Thames. Those cheeky little hierarchies! How high church feeds off the miserable with its liturgy and icons. How the advertising agencies stick their noses in our lives and suck the cocks and fannies of corporate chief execs. Why are prols interested less in higher culture? They're too busy recovering from graft, beating their wives or feeding their faces. Certainly not to romanticise the working class, only meaning to draw down the fetishes of the well off and rub their pretty noses in the crap beyond the stories beaming up to them from the News at Ten.
I am chuffed to bits at the result of X factor. The result had to be win win for me. JLS pressed all the buttons and a win for Alexandra proved that millions upon millions could be duped whereas I was not.
I had lost my mind before the age of 24, from mixing drugs and mysticism; my father, himself a manic- depressive who escaped the diagnosticians, and mother - nursed me through a family tragedy that smarted like hell.