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Some points of interest:i. Sorry, fucking first up, can we examine the phrase "normal people" buried quietly within the above? You know normal people, don't you, with their football and their Coronation Street. They like their soaps, the normal people, don't they? Like their football. They like anything on a TV screen, really, the scrotes; the commoners; the vermin. Have you ever seen a film? Try talking to a normal person about it, they love all that shit. Some example conversation starters: "Eyup, what about Ant-Man?"; "Les Battersby"; "Did you see that goal by Old Wazza? Old Wayne Rooney?"; "Eeeeeeeee: films and TV."ii. To reiterate, this report lasted 5,500 words. As a man who once wrote 3,000 words about "how not to be a dick on the Tube"—a man to whom word counts are a simple hurdle on the 400m track ahead of a marathon; a man to whom word counts aren't even advice, just an echoing sound that get in the way of me fully indulging in the nine-month ego trip that has been my employment as a staff writer; a man who just wrote a 109-word sentence about word counts, word counts rendered a meta-concept now, a word-count-within-a-word-count—please know: even I think that's too fucking long.Trending on NOISEY: This Guy Got 'Skepta' Tattooed on His Pelvis and Then His Girlfriend Dumped Him
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Do we want this, or do we not want this? Because I know I enjoyed watching Simon Danczuk body himself into oblivion; Danczuk going full Danczuk on himself; Danczuk the monk on his knees and this tweet his gasoline; Danczuk just kneeling there, a single lit match in his hand, kneeling there and shouting: "I'LL DO IT, KAREN, I'LL FUCKING DO IT."But I also very much did not enjoy it and would rather this stop.I suppose the balance here is: do we want our MPs to be fragile and flawed and human, or do we want our MPs to be automatons, the fleshy filling in a suit-and-expense-account sandwich, robo-wankers issuing missives from on high? Because when you zoom out and think about it, there is no good answer: on one side of the spectrum you have Simon Danczuk eyelessly chatting on a sofa about his divorce, and on the other hand you have David Cameron going studs up on foxes and seagulls. Truly, there is no winner. The only loser is us.Follow Joel on Twitter.Trending on VICE Sports: Currency Fluctuation Makes For A Nightmare Transfer Window