Damn, didn’t finish this before going on stage in Hull, so here is the start of something that may drag on through the night. Part 2 follows from the comfort of my budget hotel
I looked at the comments under some newspaper articles today, that’s how desperate the need to avoid work had become. I never look at comments under the rare pieces about me, nor do I google my own name, that way madness lies, but I read a few pieces about comedians. As everyone has a good sense of humour, people get very angry when what they do not find funny is lauded. It is NOT funny, the crowd’s laughter is an illusion. Under all the articles I saw, the same dull whine emitted. “These modern comics, it’s all lefty bollocks. Where has the innocent joy of race hate wrapped up with a clumsy punchline that suggests the fear of kicked dog lashing out gone?”
Apparently Frank Skinner is reaping what he sows. He now claims that there isn’t enough freedom of speech, but wasn’t it him and his breed that demanded the cargo doors of expression were shut tightly closed? Errr, no, I don’t think it was. Frank Skinner has been accused of many things, but rarely was it his rabid desire for Stalinism to be peddled on Fantasy Football League or Skinner and Baddiel Unplugged.
“Yet again Skinner uses the relegation of QPR as a springboard to talking of how the means of production must be handed to the masses”
“I see Skinner and Baddiel use a routine about their use of pornography to loudly eulogise Emma Goldman”
Under the articles on Stewart Lee it was the usual animosity about how he represents the yoke of socialism that is smeared like feces at a dirt protest across light entertainment.
Oddly, the discussion I hear from those who have been going to clubs is that there is a decline in political comedy, the old guards of Marks (Steel and Thomas), Hardy and a few from the 80s, and little more. I’ve noticed that political comedy is not as dead as some of the obituaries may suggest. Russell Brand has obviously entered the ring, Josie Long is campaigning as well as mocking the those shattering her dreams of a better state for all, Chris Coltrane is doing similar. I may see a different version of events because these are the sort of lefties and anarchists that make up my utilitarian bedfellows. When I watch TV stand up shows, I see less evidence of these disobedient Trotskyists. It seems those newspaper commenters with dog food under their fingernails and the earwax blocking any noises beyond their dystopia building opinions, just see Ben Elton in a free jazz loop yelping “Thatch! Thatch! Thatch!” when any modern comic goes on stage, even Michael McIntyre or Sarah Millican or Mickey Flanagan. “look at Mcintyre’s ruthless assassination of free enterprise by skipping and talking about juicers.”
I realise that some people’s reality tunnels have a smaller aperture than others. Once we have risen above hunger and cold, and are comfortably sheltered, we draw the world we want to see, and it is surprising how many amateurishly sketch a world that is just what they what they don’t want it to be. They will avoid all that may create joy. Contentment, even happiness, would make them uneasy.It is hard to know what is truth and what is a delusion of your mind to place in the comfortable status of the wronged.
While I read of the excessive left wing of the BBC, stand up comedy, and this Sodom and Gomorrah of liberal values, I find it falls far short of what I, as a sufferer of socialism of the heart, want to see and hear. Where was the non stop clamor about the dismantling of the NHS, privatisation of the Royal Mail, the mauling of legal aid, and you know the rest, or maybe you don’t, to my senses it has all been kept a little quiet. Is that my reality tunnel? Am I blind to the excessive airing of Loach and Pilger that runs through the BBC like a portrait of Chomsky through a stick of candy and barbed wire rock? When you have a worldview, however claustrophobic, sometimes even the slightest err from that, a couple of appearances from a left wing journalist, is all you see.
I think that there is a confusion between liberal ideas and left wing ideas. The mere act of not being Godfrey Bloom is an outrage. If you are not a homophobe, with a neat line in misogyny and casual fear of those that are not from around here, if you like arguments that use statistics and research, if you do not see compassion as a needless expense, then you are cast as another lefty, another bleeding heart messing up a corporate carpet. Or is it that just my reality tunnel?
TO BE CONTINUED I am off to Cirencester, Kings Lynn, Dartmouth, Leicester and London, then a whole heap of December shows with Brian Cox, Josie Long and many more. Details HERE
DVD Happiness Through Science is HERE
How can i be a socialist, see, i was trying to sell you stuff too