Saturday 30 June 2007

Things never to forget number 1:

I didn't much like Ricky Gervais on Desert Island Discs. I thought he'd be far more interesting than that. He sounded spooky and weird, like David Brent. Why is that so surprising? Barry Humphries doesn't sound like Dame Edna.

He doesn't want children. I didn't like his choice of music, and I don't like his instincts. He was so crazy about Cat Stevens. Well so was I in the old days, but did Gervais know that Cat Stevens called for the fatwah on Salman Rushdie?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_Stevens#Salman_Rushdie_controversy

Then, of course, the scummy University of Gloucester (sounds like a contradiction in terms, doesn't it?) gives an honorary degree to Cat Stevens.

He's got a new name now, Yusuf Islam (stupid name for a Greek), but that can't erase his fatwah, no matter how much he tries to deny it, or how many good works he does. Scumbag of the first order.

2 comments:

dr. adder said...

How sick can you get? you believe everything you read? Oh dear!

If-I-Were-Queen said...

Oh dear. Here we both are: enormous fans of Jansson's *The Summer Book*, and you think I can possibly be sick or believe everything I read. I am the most wholesome person I know. I have spent my life being utterly cynical about everything I read. I was actually taught to do that at school. We had one lesson in that and it was enough. Let's agree on Jansson, at any rate. Wonderful woman.