Can you imagine a worse existence than Celebrity TV doctor? Pandering to every middle class insecurity because the Daily Mail says so? Barking like a Jack Russell at every new health and wellness idea that the terminally disenchanted think will fix all their ills when the real solutions are too unpalatable? Smiling encouragingly on the This Morning sofa while some tortured Hyacinth from Tunbridge Wells drones on about menopausal flushing or cellulite. God above.
They wouldn’t want me on the telly. I’m the sort of bloke who had on his office wall pictures of Chinese mothers bent double in a paddy field with their infant on their back, just so I could point at it and tell the feckless oaf with a stubbed toe that he needed neither opiates, nor an MRI and a sick note, but a slap round the chops.
Tough love. No market for it.
@Eric Cuntman sorry to hijack this thread, but I’m fascinated that Macron has dissolved the French Parliament tonight and called a snap election for late June/early July. It’s almost like these cunts know something bad is coming.
@King Billy, what’s your take?
I have given up the hope, B. They make no bones about egregious tax rises, and that’s before the election. Just imagine how shafted we are going to be AFTER.