Barack Obama's 'Special Olympics' gaff on Jay Leno was pretty shocking. Not just because the joke in which he compared his sub par bowling skills to someone with mental disabilities was incredibly offensive, but because I honestly thought that the man was gaff-proof.
The revelation that he's actually fallable and as capable of making entirely tactless remarks as us mere mortals may have a profound effect on the world. Does this mean that he's not perfect, and that he might not save us all from financial oblivion?
Friday, 20 March 2009
Thursday, 12 March 2009
Kilimanjaro - The Big Red Nose Whinge (but its good 'cos its for charity)
Just watching the video documentary of the Big Red Nose climb of Kilimanjaro which captures the epic and saintly adventure embarked upon by some of Britain’s most charisma starved celebrities (excluding Sir Gary of Barlow of course).
The money they've raised is brilliant but this program is nothing but the likes of Fern Cotton and Alesha What’s-her-whozits constantly whining to the camera about how difficult it all is and how much their bums hurt. Although they do pause briefly to spout out some sanctimonious and sometimes plain angry rhetoric about what lucky ungrateful bastards we all are back here in Blighty; with our NHS and our Nike Air Max or whatever. According to Alesha she sometimes gets so angry at her decadent ways she often has stop climbing the mountain and slap herself in the face right then and there.
Aside from the whinging and self/people at home-loathing there's a good dose of chummy celebrity back slapping and hilarious banter to while away this program that could never have not been made, but all the while feels tediously pointless.
I love comic relief and it does a lot of good while entertaining us all. But without wanting to belittle the achievement of the good it will do, I think Kilimanjaro might feel a little more at home if it had aligned itself with Comic Relief's sportier but less hilarious younger brother.
The money they've raised is brilliant but this program is nothing but the likes of Fern Cotton and Alesha What’s-her-whozits constantly whining to the camera about how difficult it all is and how much their bums hurt. Although they do pause briefly to spout out some sanctimonious and sometimes plain angry rhetoric about what lucky ungrateful bastards we all are back here in Blighty; with our NHS and our Nike Air Max or whatever. According to Alesha she sometimes gets so angry at her decadent ways she often has stop climbing the mountain and slap herself in the face right then and there.
Aside from the whinging and self/people at home-loathing there's a good dose of chummy celebrity back slapping and hilarious banter to while away this program that could never have not been made, but all the while feels tediously pointless.
I love comic relief and it does a lot of good while entertaining us all. But without wanting to belittle the achievement of the good it will do, I think Kilimanjaro might feel a little more at home if it had aligned itself with Comic Relief's sportier but less hilarious younger brother.
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