It is sad that Perez Hilton is out of Celebrity Big Brother which is sad from my point of view because I found him to be fantastic entertainment, and contrary to popular view someone who was true to himself. He did not care about kicking off, making fun, being annoying, it was brilliant. There is no doubt Perez was loud, very loud and the kind of person a lot of people just could not put up with when stuck in a confined space. However, I just don't understand all the negative feelings for Perez did a lot, whereas a lot of pretty people did very little. Callumn Best, god what a boring pretty boy he is, where on earth did they dig this guy from? He is I understand famous in his own right, mostly for being a man whore and being on lots of reality TV. The thing is he is not in any way an interesting person, he's possibly a bit on the slow side if we are really truthful about it.
Just before Perez was booted Anthony Kavanagh a has been singer who had his lime light once and has gone past his sell by date who gets verbally abusive when he drinks too much vodka. The Devil's juice Kav called it. But Perez was fantastic, when he attacked it was because he was provoked. When he said bad things about other house mates it was because they had said bad things about him. There are only two days left and one thing is for sure it will be somewhat stilted without Perez fooling about.Other complete bores are Michelle Visage, Keith Chegwin and Katie Price has also been a complete unevent. Perez's arch nemeis Katie Hopkins has the appeal of a Tory turd and again of little interest. In terms of winning I don't know but I can say, none of those left are worthy of winning they have no appeal. The real winner has unfortunately been booted, Perez mate you were brill. Thanks for your part in this show. Which should as we know, been called the Perez Show.
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Monday, January 12, 2015
Celebrity Big Brother 2015 and the two ejections
This week we've seen Channel 5 get tough on two celebrities, an American Jeremy Jackson and an old Corry star Ken Morley. You would of thought two people who were aware of stardom, cameras and the transience of celebrity status might of conducted themselves better. It was clear from the out start both individuals have issues. Jeremy just seems weird in many ways, like his personality never properly developed and somehow got altered and stuck. Probably from alcoholism or drugs. He used to play the child actor part of David Hasselhoff's son in Bay Watch. Which was a hell of a long time ago, when skimpily clad actors in their prime would run on sandy beaches to the delight of fantasising TV viewers. There were few people in those days who hadn't seen an episode of Bay Watch, it was designed to get the viewer hot under the collar. Unlike Corry which is a British institution in itself and half the population of the UK still watch. Myself I'm one of those who don't watch it, I never liked it and was forced to at a time when there was only one TV in the house and no such thing as the internet. I do remember Ken Morley though and the part he played. But I wouldn't say he was anything significant not in any sense of the word. Except now. Where both Jackson and Morley have become names in bad behaviour. Morley for his misogynistic and racist remarks and Jackson for thinking he can act in a very unchivalrously way peeking at Chloe Goodman's boob by opening up her dressing gown. The thing was there is something not right about Jackson and his behaviour, something not normal in many little ways. It was strange how Chloe began to seek excuses for Jackson later on. How she expressed herself in the diary room, like he couldn't help what he was doing because we all know he is someone with a lot of issues. BB wisely told her she was not to blame for the incident. She wasn't, but her excuse making made me think of how some women abused by their partners would make excuses for them. There was no excuse and part of me wonders whether it was a criminal act. There was no physical assault which took place but everything would be somewhere on a video tape I'm sure, even though BB did not screen the incident.
What I have learnt over these few days is how fragile and completely nuts some of these celebrities are, it is like they are children in many respects. They don't understand their behaviours and act in child like ways. Perhaps this is to do with the entire magnification of emotions and events when confined on a BB set. The forced 24 hour proximity with people and an inability to get away and have quiet time, constantly on show. Then again, more than anyone else these are people who will be prepared and understand how they are being judged by their actions. It's not like they are at home in a private place. On BB they signed a contract and will be expect a nice and very big pay cheque at the end of their time. If only we could all have a chance of earning such monies in a short period. Forget about the fame, I'll have the money though, mind I'd want people not to think of me in a bad way and would hope to conduct myself as close to civil as I could. Unless stuck in a confined space with a relative, at which I'd probably commit murder and be doing time. No amount of money would be enough then.
What I have learnt over these few days is how fragile and completely nuts some of these celebrities are, it is like they are children in many respects. They don't understand their behaviours and act in child like ways. Perhaps this is to do with the entire magnification of emotions and events when confined on a BB set. The forced 24 hour proximity with people and an inability to get away and have quiet time, constantly on show. Then again, more than anyone else these are people who will be prepared and understand how they are being judged by their actions. It's not like they are at home in a private place. On BB they signed a contract and will be expect a nice and very big pay cheque at the end of their time. If only we could all have a chance of earning such monies in a short period. Forget about the fame, I'll have the money though, mind I'd want people not to think of me in a bad way and would hope to conduct myself as close to civil as I could. Unless stuck in a confined space with a relative, at which I'd probably commit murder and be doing time. No amount of money would be enough then.
Friday, August 24, 2012
CBB, rain, a pinched umbrella and a dream
Well last night, try as I might, and I blooming did try, I just could not get connected to Celebrity Big Brother (CBB). In frustration I left a message on the web site telling them they were under warning if this continued then I'd give up even bothering to view CBB. I'm now two episodes behind and am itching to actually see them. It must be the nosey Parker side of me kicking in. Reality TV with guinea pigs all for the convenience of the viewer. Lovely.
We are about to go into a bank holiday weekend, each bank holiday is usually marked by rain. So on que last night's weather report indicated was of torrential rain over the entire weekend. This will come in handy to test out my newly acquired (found/lifted) umbrella to see how well it works or not. The only issue I have is whoever it belongs to recognises it and then approaches me to say it is theirs. It's odd how I possess now two good umbrellas and both of them were picked up because someone else left them behind. The one I purchase tend to either get left behind by me or broken. Cheap umbrellas don't work. So don't do it, stay out of the rain rather than buy a cheapy, I know. There are knotches on my wallet where each one marks the loss of money to a cheap umbrella. Fortunately there's not many of them.
I woke up this morning coming out of a weird dream. Sparkling was in it. I had a feeling of loss. Some other man was in the process of taking her away from me. Like all dreams it was scrambled up. It's the feeling which was disturbing. I saw Sparkling working in a posh food place. It was open where you could see the chefs. There she stood making crepes, I saw her use an implement to spread the mixture on the crepe maker device. She wore her black cooks outfit. Her hair looked great and it seemed to me she was completely in her element and enjoying what she was doing. I was trying to somehow influence my dream because I had woken and dropped back into a dream state again. It didn't seem to work. However, that's life, conscious mind can not control unconscious mind. I got up late. Well, being a bank holiday weekend no matter how manic it is in the Fish Factory means you can take it easy. Unless of course you happen to be going out into the rain, with a half-inched umbrella. Like I could be.
We are about to go into a bank holiday weekend, each bank holiday is usually marked by rain. So on que last night's weather report indicated was of torrential rain over the entire weekend. This will come in handy to test out my newly acquired (found/lifted) umbrella to see how well it works or not. The only issue I have is whoever it belongs to recognises it and then approaches me to say it is theirs. It's odd how I possess now two good umbrellas and both of them were picked up because someone else left them behind. The one I purchase tend to either get left behind by me or broken. Cheap umbrellas don't work. So don't do it, stay out of the rain rather than buy a cheapy, I know. There are knotches on my wallet where each one marks the loss of money to a cheap umbrella. Fortunately there's not many of them.
I woke up this morning coming out of a weird dream. Sparkling was in it. I had a feeling of loss. Some other man was in the process of taking her away from me. Like all dreams it was scrambled up. It's the feeling which was disturbing. I saw Sparkling working in a posh food place. It was open where you could see the chefs. There she stood making crepes, I saw her use an implement to spread the mixture on the crepe maker device. She wore her black cooks outfit. Her hair looked great and it seemed to me she was completely in her element and enjoying what she was doing. I was trying to somehow influence my dream because I had woken and dropped back into a dream state again. It didn't seem to work. However, that's life, conscious mind can not control unconscious mind. I got up late. Well, being a bank holiday weekend no matter how manic it is in the Fish Factory means you can take it easy. Unless of course you happen to be going out into the rain, with a half-inched umbrella. Like I could be.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
A note on Celebrity BB
I've been catching up with Celebrity Big Brother and again it is amazing to see the dynamics of human relations in a confined space, a great reality and psychological experiment. The odd thing though seems even amongst low ranking listed celebrities there is the odd one which comes across as mentally unstable (Jasmine). They are like children, as they have the same underlying emotional inabilities of a very young child. They can be histrionic and worse have a tendency towards bully like behaviours. Being famous or part famous is not a marker of mental stability. obviously. Regardless of how well kept and beautiful these people appear to be on the surface, they are just still people. If you take away the aura of fame and wealth there is no difference from any other person. I think this would go for any individual regardless of their status, when you get beyond things such as they way they talk, walk, clothes worn, hair style or bodies there's nothing outside of what can be experienced in ordinary every day land of the not so famous, rich, wana be popular etc. I'd even go so far to say some are boring and there is people in the real ordinary world who are much more interesting personality wise.
Further, forgive me if I am wrong on this, or indeed point out examples I am wrong, it appears to be worse in females than males. For bitchiness can only really come out well when a woman does it. Is this a gender divide in normal behaviour I ask myself, and probably can only come up with one answer, yes. But it is entertainment to watch. Young males (Ashley), lets say in their early 20s to mid thirties also act differently around each other. They act like boys or lads and in so doing when forming groups have a bully like feel to them. They can be loud and brash and swim in ignorance like sun block on a hot Greek beach. They are also very poor judges of girls. Big Brother should of provided them all with books on the politeness of behaviour with girls and got them to understand a little maturity can go a long way.
There is one actress (Julie) on celebrity BB who I thought I would never like as a person, but in the house she appears as quite a pleasant individual. Another female contestant (Coleen) pointed out she had heard rumours about this actress as being a bitch in person and believe a game is being played. But then being anything but yourself for 24-7 is difficult. Unless she is so very well disciplined and is able to disguise her true nature in other ways. It will only be as time goes on these things will be revealed. What this space fellow Celebrity BB watchers it's early days yet. What is noticeable though and shared also in the earlier for the common people BB is the heightened sense of paranoia individual's have with each other. There is nothing to occupy their selves other than discussion about each other. Or to impart experiences etc.. They are feeling the water, getting to know each other and clearly there are impressions gleaned. Sometimes it has to be taken as fact, one person (Rhian) will never get on with another (Jasmine) person they are just too different and their traits conflict, this is life. Even though individually they may be very nice people. In a small place though there is nowhere to go and hide and avoid each other. Maybe this is why they then get so paranoid. I suppose there would never be a BB with just a single person sitting a room. Mind I'm sure it's not out of bounds to consider some characters are so feisty they could have an argument with their own reflection (Jasmine), or so nuts (Jasmine) they have interpersonal issues with most of the other housemates (Lorenzo, Danica etc) unless they (Jasmine) is actually smarter than their anorexic waist size and are playing the game. How interesting it all is, or should I be saying how screwed up. And I thought families were bad.
BB should consider calming medication. I'll take two with a cup of tea and a bit of toast thanks.
Further, forgive me if I am wrong on this, or indeed point out examples I am wrong, it appears to be worse in females than males. For bitchiness can only really come out well when a woman does it. Is this a gender divide in normal behaviour I ask myself, and probably can only come up with one answer, yes. But it is entertainment to watch. Young males (Ashley), lets say in their early 20s to mid thirties also act differently around each other. They act like boys or lads and in so doing when forming groups have a bully like feel to them. They can be loud and brash and swim in ignorance like sun block on a hot Greek beach. They are also very poor judges of girls. Big Brother should of provided them all with books on the politeness of behaviour with girls and got them to understand a little maturity can go a long way.
There is one actress (Julie) on celebrity BB who I thought I would never like as a person, but in the house she appears as quite a pleasant individual. Another female contestant (Coleen) pointed out she had heard rumours about this actress as being a bitch in person and believe a game is being played. But then being anything but yourself for 24-7 is difficult. Unless she is so very well disciplined and is able to disguise her true nature in other ways. It will only be as time goes on these things will be revealed. What this space fellow Celebrity BB watchers it's early days yet. What is noticeable though and shared also in the earlier for the common people BB is the heightened sense of paranoia individual's have with each other. There is nothing to occupy their selves other than discussion about each other. Or to impart experiences etc.. They are feeling the water, getting to know each other and clearly there are impressions gleaned. Sometimes it has to be taken as fact, one person (Rhian) will never get on with another (Jasmine) person they are just too different and their traits conflict, this is life. Even though individually they may be very nice people. In a small place though there is nowhere to go and hide and avoid each other. Maybe this is why they then get so paranoid. I suppose there would never be a BB with just a single person sitting a room. Mind I'm sure it's not out of bounds to consider some characters are so feisty they could have an argument with their own reflection (Jasmine), or so nuts (Jasmine) they have interpersonal issues with most of the other housemates (Lorenzo, Danica etc) unless they (Jasmine) is actually smarter than their anorexic waist size and are playing the game. How interesting it all is, or should I be saying how screwed up. And I thought families were bad.
BB should consider calming medication. I'll take two with a cup of tea and a bit of toast thanks.
Friday, August 17, 2012
A Free Umbrella and look at Celebrity BB
I woke up this morning as though I'd been drugged and then abused by a group of illuminati, it was tough. I was walking about in a half coma like state wondering what the day was and the time was. All because I didn't have Sparkling's cat to wake me up at some unearthly hour of the morning. In a telephone call to Sparkling she revealed Olly (the cat) had been very good, slept at the end of the bed and didn't meow to be let out. I wasn't there, the little bugger. He does it on purpose, like I must have "cat bitch" tattooed on my forehead. Only cats can see the tattoo of course. I missed a long lay in bed and Sparkles being next to me. It's amazing how easily you can get used to something, then how difficult it is to adjust when it is missing. The Fish Factory was mad and I disagreed with a new initiative but it really didn't matter to a great extent what I said because the initiative would be bought into play. I think I know what hell is, returning to work and feeling like you been kidnapped after a drink with knock out drops in it. I didn't remember a blooming thing. Bloody illuminati.
After the working day I headed to a watering hole for a pint of double chocolate stout. The first one went down so easily, so I had to get a second, and then for some unknown reason it got stuck about half way. Serves me right of trying to drink more than I can. As I sat there reading an article about stress in the work place and how to do a stress assessment (boring) I glanced to the left of me. There wedged between a poofe and a sofa was a very nice looking prim and proper umbrella. There was nobody about. Whoever had left it there had completely forgotten it. The day had been humid and sunny. So it could of been left there a long time. The curved handle cried out to me it said "take me, I am yours." I surreptitiously checked around the seated area to see if I could see any CCTV cameras. If they were hidden then whoever installed them had done a good job. I didn't immediately go over to the umbrella, on account someone might just turn up because they had left it alone and just remembered it. Carrying on reading the article and swigging down a delicious pint, I then went to the bar for a second. I knew what my plan was, return from the bar, pint in hand then casually pick up the umbrella and slot it down beside my own chair. Tough titty to whoever lost it. I drank all but half of the second pint, put my denim jacket over the umbrella handle and draped it along the full length, slid it under my elbow and walked out of the pub. Thank you very much pub. A quick glance on the internet and I found the manufacturer and model, it was priced at £25, wonderful. More than I'd ever contemplate to waste. I got home and then tried it out. The button works wonderfully, it seems sturdy and was an unbelievable bargain as far as I'm concerned. I'll just put it by for a rainy day. Tomorrow the weather is forecaste at thirty degrees, there'll not be much use of it then.
Normal Big Brother has come to an end and now we have Celebrity BB. The celebrities are a somewhat eclectic mix of people. Not particularly big celebrities but all somewhere on the A to Z list, but I must say I doubt if any of them have ever been on the A listing end. What is remarkably different is their age grouping in comparison to normal BB. They are a hell of a lot older. The youngest on normal BB was 19 years and a child, the oldest 31 years old. Whilst on Celebrity BB, the youngest must be in their mid 20s and the oldest probably in her 70s, if not close to 80s. They all have lead some kind of life where the public would know who they are, from soap star, to singer to wana be Prince in title only. Within minutes BB has got the first two contestants on a secret mission. There's a mix of gay and lesbian stars, of course the gay star is droll and intellectual and when introduced to a US TV star said he would "try to use short words," a double entendre had already hit and he'd only just met the poor American idiot. I mean, who in their right mind would call them selves an adjective rather than a noun which was nothing related to their actual name? Only someone who needed to think they were important. I noticed how the US TV star later moped about with a hoody over their head so as to achieve some kind of shield against their own insecurities. Hell, yeah, throw a lemon at him I say.
The Celeb BB is expected to last three and a half weeks. Providing nobody has a mental breakdown or there is a side to the quite independent large egos wanting to vie for attention which comes out and blasts them into the long grass of celebrity opportunities. Why on earth I wonder were there not older people on normal BB. I know why. They were to busy in pubs running off with hot umbrellas.
After the working day I headed to a watering hole for a pint of double chocolate stout. The first one went down so easily, so I had to get a second, and then for some unknown reason it got stuck about half way. Serves me right of trying to drink more than I can. As I sat there reading an article about stress in the work place and how to do a stress assessment (boring) I glanced to the left of me. There wedged between a poofe and a sofa was a very nice looking prim and proper umbrella. There was nobody about. Whoever had left it there had completely forgotten it. The day had been humid and sunny. So it could of been left there a long time. The curved handle cried out to me it said "take me, I am yours." I surreptitiously checked around the seated area to see if I could see any CCTV cameras. If they were hidden then whoever installed them had done a good job. I didn't immediately go over to the umbrella, on account someone might just turn up because they had left it alone and just remembered it. Carrying on reading the article and swigging down a delicious pint, I then went to the bar for a second. I knew what my plan was, return from the bar, pint in hand then casually pick up the umbrella and slot it down beside my own chair. Tough titty to whoever lost it. I drank all but half of the second pint, put my denim jacket over the umbrella handle and draped it along the full length, slid it under my elbow and walked out of the pub. Thank you very much pub. A quick glance on the internet and I found the manufacturer and model, it was priced at £25, wonderful. More than I'd ever contemplate to waste. I got home and then tried it out. The button works wonderfully, it seems sturdy and was an unbelievable bargain as far as I'm concerned. I'll just put it by for a rainy day. Tomorrow the weather is forecaste at thirty degrees, there'll not be much use of it then.
Normal Big Brother has come to an end and now we have Celebrity BB. The celebrities are a somewhat eclectic mix of people. Not particularly big celebrities but all somewhere on the A to Z list, but I must say I doubt if any of them have ever been on the A listing end. What is remarkably different is their age grouping in comparison to normal BB. They are a hell of a lot older. The youngest on normal BB was 19 years and a child, the oldest 31 years old. Whilst on Celebrity BB, the youngest must be in their mid 20s and the oldest probably in her 70s, if not close to 80s. They all have lead some kind of life where the public would know who they are, from soap star, to singer to wana be Prince in title only. Within minutes BB has got the first two contestants on a secret mission. There's a mix of gay and lesbian stars, of course the gay star is droll and intellectual and when introduced to a US TV star said he would "try to use short words," a double entendre had already hit and he'd only just met the poor American idiot. I mean, who in their right mind would call them selves an adjective rather than a noun which was nothing related to their actual name? Only someone who needed to think they were important. I noticed how the US TV star later moped about with a hoody over their head so as to achieve some kind of shield against their own insecurities. Hell, yeah, throw a lemon at him I say.
The Celeb BB is expected to last three and a half weeks. Providing nobody has a mental breakdown or there is a side to the quite independent large egos wanting to vie for attention which comes out and blasts them into the long grass of celebrity opportunities. Why on earth I wonder were there not older people on normal BB. I know why. They were to busy in pubs running off with hot umbrellas.
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