What an absolute legend! I watched loads of his programme 'Screenwipe' (BBC3) online and I really liked it. It is, in essential essence, a programme about TV. It looks at Charlie's views on current shows, how they make certain shows and then lets us have a look at one they made earlier. In season 4 episode 5, por ejemplo, Charlie discusses 'elimination shows' such as BBC1's 'The Apprentice' before making his own - called 'The Unloser.' Hilarity itself encapsulated neatly into a video. But yeah, I had a point rather than just an irrelevant opinion; I started liking King Charlie, then looked at his books on one of my rip-roaringly regular (I don't know what that means... It's just aliterative) amazon.co.uk shopping sessions. These books are what I wanna chat about:
I bought his 'Dawn of the Dumb: Dispatches from the Idiotic Frontline' recently and, as a collection of the big Charl-dawg's Guardian collumns, it didn't disappoint as a thought-provoking and oft amusing wedge of time spent. Sometimes, however, I find myself being directly insulted by monsieur Brooker. Many of his articles I agree with completely, things I thought I was the only one with an opinion on, due to them being too deep for most folk to want talk about, but there is a flipside. He's called me a "goon" and suchlike a few times, once for the reason of laughing at farts. Yep, that's actually the point of this blog, to talk about farting.
My cousin once said, and I think it's actually quite true, that if you can't laugh at someone letting one rip - especially in certain situations where it seems a bit taboo or inappropriate - then you don't have a sense of humour. Whether that is true or not, who knows, but please, Mr. Charlie Brooker sir, don't hate me for being different to you! I want to be your friend!