Showing posts with label General Crap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label General Crap. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 March 2013

The farce of Red Nose Day typified by Jessie J's No 1 haircut

Jessie J and her No1
From a personal perspective All these extended television appeals fall into the same category - a total waste of time and an unnecessary aggravation. If I want to give to a charity I will do so in my own good time. I really don't need a bunch of vastly overpaid 'personalities' wasting airtime in some overblown and overhyped spectacular telling me to do so. If they are that keen then they can give some of their own inflated fees. They are really only doing it in the hope of some random OBE or CBE or somesuch award anyway.

And another thing. There's little enough of any quality on television nowadays without occupying an entire evening chugging as Red Nose Day did on the BBC on Saturday night.

As for singer Jessie J and her pathetic stunt of having her hair shaved off. It's just publicity. All the sycophantic arse licking press coverage of how she 'totally rocked the look'. Emmm no she didn't. She just looked like any other woman who'd shaved her head for whatever other reason, like chemo therapy, nits or even just alopecia. In fact I'm not sure that it isn't actually an insult to cancer victims.

It's all just desperate publicity seeking vainglorious bullshit and I've had enough of it.

Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Just because I'm grumpy and anti-social it doesn't mean that I have a hormone imbalance

The latest piece of dubious quackology to emerge courtesy of a certain Professor Craig Jackson, head of psychology at Birmingham City University, is that grumpy, glass-half-empty people who always seem in a bad mood have an hormone imbalance.

Apparently a shortage of chemicals such as dopamine and seratonin can lead to symtoms such as feeling sad for more days than not, low energy, a low appetite or overeating, sleeping too much or too little, a negative outlook on life, withdrawing from social contact and experiencing little joy in everyday life. And he's even given it a name; dysthymia.

Well I have news for Prof Jackson; just because I hate people and think life is a crock of shit, it doesn't mean I have anything wrong with my hormone levels.