It’s day six of
So if you’re worried that you might be exhibiting symptoms of World Cup Fever, it might be a good time to ask a friend to check you out.
Are you worried about WCF? Read on for a guide to identifying the symptoms.
But first, get today’s soundtrack from the Apoplexy newsletter.
- Worried about the possibility of swarms of midges? – Check ✓
- Cut like a goddamned steak? – Check ✓
- Having difficulty focusing? – Check ✓
I dunno about you, but in the aftermath of The Worst Russian Team Ever™️ rising from the dead like a Salisburian Novichok victim, and England’s glorious dismantling of Plucky Tunisia, I can hardly remember what we were talking about last week.
“Usually the problem is that the expectations are too high. But this time there’s no pressure because no one’s saying #England can win it, so I think we can go all the way. Er…”
— Ricky Monahan Brown (@ricky_ballboy) June 14, 2018
Hold on. That’s triggering something… Oh aye – Jonathan Meades On Jargon.
I was trying to figure out what would possess the BBC to commission a programme on language from someone without specialist knowledge, even if they are a brilliant writer with a polymathic breadth of knowledge and truly caustic wit. So, I read the rest of Sam Wollaston’s review in The Guardian.
Is that very funny? Maybe? But not as hilarious as the fact that of 16 opinion writers at The Guardian, 65,000 were Oxbridge educated.
And to be fair, he does defend fragrant racist Kellyanne Conway’s face from Meades’ attack when when her real crime was to bring us a despicable new turd of jargon: alternative facts.
Hahaha! That’s so urbane!
And maybe that’s the answer to the question of why Auntie Beeb commissioned the programme and our state broadcaster didn’t see any problem with having a good laugh at the oiks in The Regions – it’s all jolly good fun, and people like Wollaston and his chums at The Guardian lap it up.
Personally, I’m not sure that’s the best way to assemble commissioning guidelines. But what do I know? Various sites keep their eyes open for the worst Sam Wollaston review ever – he’s an alternative source for your Doctor Who reviews, apparently – and describe him as the witless antidote to Clive James.
But I don’t suppose we need too much help with our TV-watching right now. We’ve got World Cup Fever across the BBC, right?
Panama’s population of 3.8MM has blown Mark Lawrenson’s mind. 🇵🇦
— Ricky Monahan Brown (@ricky_ballboy) June 18, 2018
Yes, the Belgians are ripe for a good ribbing, aren’t they? And as for the Panamanians!
The only problem is, finding room in one’s busy schedule to fit in all that fitba (Sorry again, Jonathan Meades!)
The moment when the minister stood up following the #DevoVsTory debate and thanked the SNP for the biggest debate in the constitution history of devolution because it gave him time to watch #EngvTun football game! Respect? What respect? #Scotref #Indyref #EUWithdrawalBill pic.twitter.com/1LPKPiVit7
— Martin J Keatings (@MJKIndependent) June 18, 2018
See you next week, if I’ve recovered from the dénouements of Groups A and B…