Until a few short months ago, I was a complete West Wing virgin. One of the most critically-acclaimed shows of all time had passed me by almost entirely (I think I recall seeing a brief moment of one episode on Channel 4 a long time ago, but upon finding out I was in the middle of a series, I turned over to another channel). I knew nothing of the lives of the best President that America never had, Jed Bartlet, and the dedicated staff of the White House. I was missing so much.
Recently, I was talking television shows with an acquaintance and I mentioned this lack of WW to him. Lo and behold, he just happened to be a massive fan of WW (and, as it turned out, all things Aaron Sorkin, the show's creator). He immediately supplied me with the boxed set of Series 1 and after one episode, I was hooked! Not just "Hmm, this looks interesting, let's try another episode" and building over time to an addiction. No, this was straight in there "WOW! Where has this show been all my life? Give me another episode now - hell, give me another five!" kind of TV rush. I think the bulk of that first season disappeared over the course of a weekend. And then, when you get to the end of the last DVD in that box it ends on a cliffhanger....and you haven't got Season 2 to start on - that's cold turkey, right there!
And so it went on, DVD after DVD, season after season. As we embarked on Season 7, the final season, there was a feeling of loss already starting to build in me, knowing that soon - too, too soon - it would all be over. And that day is now upon me. I have seen the final DVD, had a little tear as the characters faded from the screen for the last time. It has been a fabulous journey: crackling dialogue, some brilliant stories - often maintained over the arc of a season or more - and some unforgettable characters.
So, thank you Mr Sorkin for bringing to life President Bartlet, C J Cregg, Toby Ziegler, Josh Lyman, Donna Moss, Sam Seaborne, Leo McGarry, Charlie Young, Matt Santos, Arnold Vinick and all the other major and minor characters whose lives intertwined on screen over seven brilliant seasons. And thank you to John Fox for the loan of the DVD sets. I'd love to mention how pleased I am about the way some stories resolved themselves, but then I'd be depriving *you* of enjoying the outcomes for yourselves. If you have never seen the show, treat yourself. Go on - it really is just that - a treat!
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Wimping out
Aaaagh! I just wrote about 600 words for a blog and then I deleted it because....well, I'm not sure why.
On the one hand, it was not too well constructed as an argument - it got a little disordered in the central section - but, that could probably have been sorted out. On the other hand, the bigger problem was that it was my thoughts on the hacking hoo-hah! I think this was the truly significant factor - I suddenly realised that, as things stand, it has all been said. Until we have a new, juicy revelation, we have said all that we can say on the subject. So, in the immortal words of Talking Heads, "When I have nothing to say/My lips are sealed/Say something once/Why say it again?"
Bon soir!
On the one hand, it was not too well constructed as an argument - it got a little disordered in the central section - but, that could probably have been sorted out. On the other hand, the bigger problem was that it was my thoughts on the hacking hoo-hah! I think this was the truly significant factor - I suddenly realised that, as things stand, it has all been said. Until we have a new, juicy revelation, we have said all that we can say on the subject. So, in the immortal words of Talking Heads, "When I have nothing to say/My lips are sealed/Say something once/Why say it again?"
Bon soir!
Saturday, 14 May 2011
Random
Just had to commit these to (virtual) paper...
A caller to Any Answers on Radio 4 has just said "Well, it's just another nail in the catalogue of this government..." WTF?
A while back, there was a report on R4 (I do listen to other stations too, honest!) from the BBC's correspondent in Germany. He was doing a piece on Angela Merckel's problems and how she was no longer seen as unassailable in parts of Germany that were her strongholds. He reported that the German press had said that she no longer gave the impression of being the Iron Chancellor. The BBC man said that this was making reference to Margaret Thatcher. Really? The German press still make references to a former British PM who left office over 20 years ago? So, absolutely no connection then to Otto von Bismarck, the Prussian aristocrat who unified Germany in the 1870s and was known as the Iron Chancellor? Of course not. No parochial attitudes or dumbing down at the BBC...
A caller to Any Answers on Radio 4 has just said "Well, it's just another nail in the catalogue of this government..." WTF?
A while back, there was a report on R4 (I do listen to other stations too, honest!) from the BBC's correspondent in Germany. He was doing a piece on Angela Merckel's problems and how she was no longer seen as unassailable in parts of Germany that were her strongholds. He reported that the German press had said that she no longer gave the impression of being the Iron Chancellor. The BBC man said that this was making reference to Margaret Thatcher. Really? The German press still make references to a former British PM who left office over 20 years ago? So, absolutely no connection then to Otto von Bismarck, the Prussian aristocrat who unified Germany in the 1870s and was known as the Iron Chancellor? Of course not. No parochial attitudes or dumbing down at the BBC...
Wednesday, 11 May 2011
What interests the public?
The whole Twittersphere is apparently awash with the identities of the people who currently have superinjunctions in place to stop the press exposing their extra-marital activities. In fact, because they are SUPERinjunctions, the press can't even mention that these restrictions are in place! No, I haven't seen any Tweets detailing the names (although I have heard who some are from other sources). The press is apparently ticked off that it cannot publish the lurid exposes that it wants to and we had the former editor of The Sun on PM on Radio 4 tonight telling us why it was awful that we, the public, were being denied access to this prime gossip and how it was going against "the public interest".
"Gossip" was the term he actually used and I think that the use of the term exposes a couple of problems with the Fleet Street (!) press. Firstly, "gossip" is speculation, hearsay, possibly tenuous, the product of Chinese whispers, mangled through retelling. There has always been a place for such rumours - the original newspapers popular in the coffee houses of the 17th century were awash with tittle-tattle and innuendo. However, until recently, we had taken to separating what is 'factual news' and comment from the gossip column: the latter was clearly delineated and in reading it, one knew what one was getting. Nowadays, with the ongoing cult of celebrity (in fact, mini- or micro-celebrity if truth be told), many of our 'newspapers' are little more than cover-to-cover lazily-fabricated rubbish about the lives of the (not very) rich and (hardly) famous. These so-called celebs probably don't even care what is written about them, because, having one's name in the paper by any means is counted as a win. Occasionally, the tabloids get caught out when their poetic license overtakes the available facts and the victim of their fantasy objects to a less than factual depiction (e.g. Max Mosley may enjoy an S&M orgy but NOT involving a Nazi theme). News - involving 'the real world' rather than Chantelle, Will'n'Kate, Jordan (sorry, Katie Price) et al - has pretty much disappeared from most tabloids.
Secondly, where is the "public interest" in a footballer or an actor having an affair? It just seems a bit immature to be filling papers with this stuff: some adults who happen to be slightly famous have had sex with people other than their marriage partners and the papers have to point this out. To what end? How do you, me or anyone else benefit from this knowledge? Do we feel better because their 'perfect' lives have been exposed as a sham? I don't - I just feel a bit grubby, a bit less good for knowing, as if I have intruded on a moment of private grief. Actors, footballers, Big Brother contestants and so forth have not set themselves up as moral beacons, giving us instructions as to how to lead a pure and blameless life. They are just some people who we kid ourselves we know because we have seen them on TV. We don't know them at all, but I know that they will suffer all the human failings and foibles that you, me and everyone else displays. There is no 'public interest' in exposing such failure in the press. If it was a politician who set him- or herself up as a moral crusader who got caught in flagrante then, by all means, point out their hypocrisy but even then, we don't need to gloat and drool over every last detail.
The sad thing is though, we seem to be buying into this crap as the red tops still sell in large volume. However, we truly have the press we deserve as long as we accept this shoddy fayre as 'journalism'. We have the power to do something about it - stop buying the offending rags (you know which ones).
"Gossip" was the term he actually used and I think that the use of the term exposes a couple of problems with the Fleet Street (!) press. Firstly, "gossip" is speculation, hearsay, possibly tenuous, the product of Chinese whispers, mangled through retelling. There has always been a place for such rumours - the original newspapers popular in the coffee houses of the 17th century were awash with tittle-tattle and innuendo. However, until recently, we had taken to separating what is 'factual news' and comment from the gossip column: the latter was clearly delineated and in reading it, one knew what one was getting. Nowadays, with the ongoing cult of celebrity (in fact, mini- or micro-celebrity if truth be told), many of our 'newspapers' are little more than cover-to-cover lazily-fabricated rubbish about the lives of the (not very) rich and (hardly) famous. These so-called celebs probably don't even care what is written about them, because, having one's name in the paper by any means is counted as a win. Occasionally, the tabloids get caught out when their poetic license overtakes the available facts and the victim of their fantasy objects to a less than factual depiction (e.g. Max Mosley may enjoy an S&M orgy but NOT involving a Nazi theme). News - involving 'the real world' rather than Chantelle, Will'n'Kate, Jordan (sorry, Katie Price) et al - has pretty much disappeared from most tabloids.
Secondly, where is the "public interest" in a footballer or an actor having an affair? It just seems a bit immature to be filling papers with this stuff: some adults who happen to be slightly famous have had sex with people other than their marriage partners and the papers have to point this out. To what end? How do you, me or anyone else benefit from this knowledge? Do we feel better because their 'perfect' lives have been exposed as a sham? I don't - I just feel a bit grubby, a bit less good for knowing, as if I have intruded on a moment of private grief. Actors, footballers, Big Brother contestants and so forth have not set themselves up as moral beacons, giving us instructions as to how to lead a pure and blameless life. They are just some people who we kid ourselves we know because we have seen them on TV. We don't know them at all, but I know that they will suffer all the human failings and foibles that you, me and everyone else displays. There is no 'public interest' in exposing such failure in the press. If it was a politician who set him- or herself up as a moral crusader who got caught in flagrante then, by all means, point out their hypocrisy but even then, we don't need to gloat and drool over every last detail.
The sad thing is though, we seem to be buying into this crap as the red tops still sell in large volume. However, we truly have the press we deserve as long as we accept this shoddy fayre as 'journalism'. We have the power to do something about it - stop buying the offending rags (you know which ones).
Saturday, 7 May 2011
A Deafening Silence
Not too long ago, we were told that we had to get involved in Libya because the ruthless dictatorship in control of that country was intent on murdering its own citizens. The very least that we in the West could do was to step in and protect those people. OK, whilst I was, admittedly, sceptical about that (no real plan about what to do once the Colonel's troops were stopped outside Benghazi; not enough leadership from Arab countries so that it looked like the West meddling (yet again) in the Middle East for example), it was probably the right thing to do plus we actually had UN backing for it too (that is, as long as we leave aside declarations of 'no mission creep' whilst targeting "command and control assets" that just happen to contain the dictator and his family. Of course it is not about regime change is it? No, leave that aside).
However, the inconsistency of the West in its dealings in the Middle East has come to the fore once again when we see the massive non-response to what is happening in Syria. As far as I can see we have a despot in power using the state machinery to try to crush fairly peaceful demonstrations against his rule. People are being arrested in large numbers (the adolescent males from all households in some places?!), whilst others are being killed and tortured. Um - what is the difference here? It sounds as if these people need 'protection' too. I'd hate to think that, just because Syria is counted as a rare ally of the West in the Middle East, it should be given carte blanche by the West to go about the mass murder of anyone calling for greater democracy in that country.
That couldn't happen, could it?
However, the inconsistency of the West in its dealings in the Middle East has come to the fore once again when we see the massive non-response to what is happening in Syria. As far as I can see we have a despot in power using the state machinery to try to crush fairly peaceful demonstrations against his rule. People are being arrested in large numbers (the adolescent males from all households in some places?!), whilst others are being killed and tortured. Um - what is the difference here? It sounds as if these people need 'protection' too. I'd hate to think that, just because Syria is counted as a rare ally of the West in the Middle East, it should be given carte blanche by the West to go about the mass murder of anyone calling for greater democracy in that country.
That couldn't happen, could it?
Friday, 15 April 2011
Man of the People 2
Oh dear, Ed. So short a time after Dave shot himself in the foot trying to be faux poor by jetting off to Spain on RyanAir, you have fallen into the same trap: being interviewed on a train and hoping no-one would notice you are in a first class carriage because the head rest cover had been removed. Stupid! You are the leader of the Opposition, for God's sake! People expect you to have a bit of clout, a bit of heft, a bit of (1st) class! I can think of any number of reasons why you might travel first class -space to work, security issues, hating the smell of the great unwashed - but don't try to pretend you were travelling econoclass: you will be found out and you will look all the smaller for it. Now, get back to kicking Dave'n'Nick's butt.
Sunday, 10 April 2011
Man of the people
There can be fewer depressing sights than a politician trying to get down with the 'real' people. Photo opportunities involving pints of beer, cups of tea, fast food or any other perceived preoccupation of the man in the street are legion. In every one of them, the politician looks uncomfortable and desperate to run for the shower to wash away the stench of normality.
Dave and Sam took this to a whole new level of idiocy this week, flying Ryanair from Stansted to Spain. What was this supposed to prove - that we really are all in it together? Travelling alongside us plebs on Ripoffair does not make you real, normal or in tune with the working man. Dave - you are well off. Don't pretend you are not. It is patronising and insulting. Stop pretending that posing as Joe Schmoe will make you sympatico with the people that you are currently screwing. You look unhappy, Sam looks even unhappier and we can see you are proving nothing. Please get back to being the toff we all know you are.
Dave and Sam took this to a whole new level of idiocy this week, flying Ryanair from Stansted to Spain. What was this supposed to prove - that we really are all in it together? Travelling alongside us plebs on Ripoffair does not make you real, normal or in tune with the working man. Dave - you are well off. Don't pretend you are not. It is patronising and insulting. Stop pretending that posing as Joe Schmoe will make you sympatico with the people that you are currently screwing. You look unhappy, Sam looks even unhappier and we can see you are proving nothing. Please get back to being the toff we all know you are.
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