Wednesday 29 October 2008

The Ultimate Price Of A Prank Call

Hello All,

The aim of this blog is to try and give a completely biased and personal view of any and all news stories I can pick up. Now the word biased may with good reason ring alarm bells in your head. However, this blog is opinion and nothing else. I will not be able to provide much factual evidence because quite simply, I don't have the resources/money/patience to collect any. What I do have is a lot to say. Here's my first go.


So let me start with what is inexplicably hogging the headlines of just about every tabloid, broadsheet, internet news site and tv news programme in the UK currently. Jonathan Ross and Russell Brand (2 British comedians who are so far up their own asses they can see the feet of their biggest fans) at the weekend left 3 prank call messages on the answerphone of a guest they were to have on their radio show, but who cancelled at the last second. The man in question is Andrew Sachs of Fawlty Towers fame. He played an endearing idiot of a Spaniard called Manuel, this Youtube clip will give you the idea



Mssrs Brand and Ross then left 3 barely offensive on Mr Sachs' answerphone, judge for yourself. I mean you would have to be about 15 times more cutting to piss me off



In the last few days, Brand has resigned under pressure from the BBC and Ross has been suspended by the BBC. The Daily Mail ran this story on their front page, overlooking the fact that the US Airforce had bombed Syria on the same day. They emplored that the BBC 'stand up for common decency' and sack them both. The BBC has opened an enquiry and is presumably just using this time to deflect some blame from themselves and onto the individuals.

The big thing about these prank calls is the fact that Brand and Ross said that Andrew Sachs' granddaughter is a bit of a fitty (please judge for yourself)



and hinted that Brand may have slept with her . If Andrew Sachs (and his grand-daughter herself after she sold her story to The Sun newspaper proclaiming how offended she is about the whole thing) thinks that his grand-daughter is holier than thou then he is clearly wearing sunglasses with a picture of Mother Teresa stuck to the inside everytime he lays eyes on her. Pictures speak a million words and the one I just gave a link to shows Andrew Sachs' grandaughter resting a guitar neck between her tits and vagina. She's with her band, they are called The Satanic Sluts.

So Mr Sachs' grandaughter is outraged and Andrew Sachs himself says he's accepted their apologies. But still the bastions of common decency (the gutter press) are slagging off the BBC and Brand and Ross. They are banging the same old drums they bang when they have something to complain about the BBC. Namely license fees, being a public service broadcaster, etc etc.

Here's my view - this show was pre-recorded, Mr Sachs was asked by producers at Radio 2 whether he would mind them broadcasting the messages. Apparently he said no, but the BBC did it anyway. Then in the fallout the two comedians get the blame. Listen, comedy is not serious, it's funny jokes and if the Sachs family are taking this seriously then they should eat a slice of reality cake. Get over it, it was a funny prank call. They didn't ring up, call your grandaughter the 'c' word and threaten to rape her. THAT would have been obscene and offensive. Instead they alluded to fancy a girl who has no problem being photographed in her bra and pants, rubbing a bass guitar over her soft parts with 2 other Satanic Sluts. If anyone should be demonised it should be the BBC for broadcasting it, not Russell Brand and Jonathan Ross for making the jokes in the first place.

The ability of the UK press to turn a mole hill sized event into a gargantuan one is shocking. There are far more important things to worry about than 3 pretty funny prank calls. As for the Daily Mail, how they can claim to stand up for common decency when half the stories they print are filthy and verging on the xenophobic, absolutely befuddles me.

As for the poor, little, innocent grandaughter (I'm refusing to call her by her real name for the simple fact that that's what the press keep calling her in an attempt to make her seem like a delicate flower rather than a half naked bass guitar fetish goth girl) honey don't sell your story to The Sun claiming you're mortally offended, you are clearly very happy The Sun newspaper is paying you thousands of pounds.

The poor, privacy breached, delicate flower subsequently did a kiss and tell where she claimed that Mr Brand was disappointing in bed. ONE DAY after complaining that her right to privacy was breached. I believe this is having your cake, AND eating it at the same time. Get over it my dear, I am............well now I've finished writing 800 odd words on it anyway.