So Alexander McQueen is dead. Found today in his Mayfair home after comiting suicide. What a sad waste of talent. I guess it goes to show that having everything means nothing if you are deeply unhappy, which I'm presuming he was to take his own life. I'm awaiting all the quotes of "fashion will never be the same again..." " we have lost a great designer... " "he was deeply troubled..." to start speeding across the ticker tape thing at the bottom of sky news, to the point i don't care or start counting in my head how many times a minute they rotate the same messages. Desperately wanting something more horrific to have happened so the messages will change. I have an obsession with news sites, tv news and news apps. I must check the news more than 30 times a day, I really should work harder or check the news less, one of the two.
That brings me onto Captain Phil Harris who sadly died yesterday. Firstly I hate fish as a food. I dislike the taste, texture and smell. I don't care for crab as a food either. Infact I hate boats and trips I have made on them, it's all over the place and am a bigger fan of cars and planes as a form vehicular transport, but I love Deadliest Catch and I loved watching the chain smoking salty sea dog Captain Phil and his crew which includes his two sons catch king crabs. Infact I like "swords" the reality show about swordfish fishermen. I like "Sharkmen" about fishermen and a couple of nerdy scientists who tag sharks. I like "Big Brother/Celebrity Big Brother" About a bunch of gormless sycophantic fame hungry talentless pricks in a house. I even like "I'm a celebrity get me out of here" about bottom of the barrel z list celebrities eating bugs and being made to look like cunts for a few weeks. But most of all I like "Deadliest Catch" and Captain Phil Harris, i will miss watching you fella.
I listened to punk rock while I wrote this.
Dear Coach's Corner/Propaghandi
- Posted with indifference.
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