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Prince George, Nicholas Witchell And Me…
Some thoughts on the occasion of the birth of His Royal Highness Prince George (Alexander Louis) of Cambridge through a blur of heat, champagne corks, cancelled TV programmes, strung-out birth specials and gawd-bless-em popular sentiment…
The BBC’s Royal Correspondent Nick Witchell of old is now Nicholas Witchell… Is this a sign that he wants his establishment status endorsed (Honours list anyone?) thus reinforcing his spectre at the feast demeanour? From go-getter to regurgitating the same old hack platitudes – is this really a job for a grown man? To think he used to be a serious journalist – still one out of two ain’t bad I suppose.
Back to the future… you may not remember Richard Dimbleby and his hold on state events and the spirit of the nation past but he lives on in words like resplendent and majesty and stately and…
Talking of which… Do all BBC staff go on a training course in magisterial dead pan deference where you – talk – slowly – and – reverentially – as – if – the – world – is – on – hold – and – revolves – all – around – the – haus – of – Windsor – like – we’ve – all – gone – Gaga?
I never knew there were so many Royal experts; ex-bodyguards; ex-press-secretaries and excited excerpts from a line-up of formidable women with big hair and school marm attitude who look like they’ve been kept in a wardrobe ready to be pulled out for the occasion. Like watching a police line-up of dominatrix ex-Bros groupies who need to maintain that level of blind acceptance/involvement in something in adult life.
As credit-grabbing minority government spokesman Prime Minister David Cameron speaks to us – and on behalf of the nation – about the happy event… when is he going into default mode and instituting a private alternative to this state run monopoly of royalty? If it’s good enough for the rest of us in these enlightened meritocratic times…
I thought Lindo Wing was a reason for well-to-do ladies of a certain age to wear sleeves in the summer.
Is One happy that One has one or does One want more than one for One because one is not enough?
Unbelievably the word I am hearing most trotted out by this abnormal media circus is normal. Apparently the new born is just like me! He’s one of us – he must be because God knows they’ve all said it often enough – oh look there’s William and he’s actually driving a car!
The justifiers who post-Olympics can throw some airy-fairy figures at the screen of the perceived economic benefit to the nation of every event… Let’s raise a glass to the price of everything and the value of nothing!
Is it the heatwave – phew what a scorcher! © The Sun – that has me feeling nauseous and wanting to shout at the screen?
Talking of profit get your money on brown paper stocks… bags are big for brown-nosed nausea and someone tells me – er, not Nicholas Witchell obviously – that white van deliveries have reached unprecedented levels for hyper-ventilating Express, Telegraph and Mail journalists
Finally to the vox pop woman on the BBC who gushingly described George as such a beautiful name… Get a life! Get out more! Get real! Get me out of here as they wheel in a celebrity instead!
Postscript: For anyone ready to condemn I hope mother and son are well and have a good healthy life – thinking the opposite to the suffocating media fest does not make you an ungrateful, raving, anti-monarchist, left-wing, benefit-scrounging, unpatriotic, loony misery guts – amazingly enough! Gawd-bless-‘im!