Back when women were in the house, a shoeshine cost a tuppence, and the BBC didn’t suck
Published by Kyso Kisaen May 8th, 2007 in Entertainment, Purposefully InflammatoryFrom the comments at Twisty’s place, a crotchety old man says things were better back before women were people.
British TV standards are deteriorating because the BBC is “run by women”, astronomer Sir Patrick Moore has said.
The Sky at Night host also described female newsreaders as “jokey” and called for separate channels to cater for the needs of the different sexes.
I’d feel outraged about such an opinion if the man holding it wasn’t so clearly one foot in the grave. One look at Sir Moore and I can’t be mad at the loveable old coot: I can only laugh at him and then feel kind of bad about laughing at the ridiculous old man.
“I used to watch Doctor Who and Star Trek, but they went PC - making women commanders, that kind of thing. I stopped watching.”
Yeah, yeah, we know. Things haven’t been the same since women got the vote and they stopped selling codeine over the counter. Shake your fist at the march of time, and die happy. Delusional, yes, but satisfied that we’ll see! Things were better then! We’ll all see!
It’s a good thing he’s so pissed off about women, because otherwise he’s have to punch that BBC PR guy for being so patronizing:
A BBC spokesman described Sir Patrick as being one of TV’s best-loved figures and said his “forthright” views were “what we all love about him”.
Hey, half the payoff for spending 50 years on TV becoming a national icon is so that you can spend your golden years saying whatever fuck stuff you want. That young whippersnapper at the BBC should feel proud to have to mop up after such a respectable luminary while keeping a straight face. Or, as a commenter at Twisty’s put it:
I do find it hilarious that the photo of him shows him as an entitled old white dude wearing a monocle.
This makes me quite sad.
It’s hard to watch people get like that. It’s especially bad when they’re your own relatives, and you remember when they made sense. Of course, I don’t know about you, but my grandfather didn’t have a national stage upon which to embarass himself. He had to settle for the local noriety of forgetting to put his clothes on before taking the elevator down to a lobby filled with girls from my cousin’s high school doing their volunteer work at the old folk’s home.
It’s a moldy old chestnut, but it’s true: all old people are bigots.
When did they stop selling codeine over teh counter? Damn…;)
Anyhoo, what an asshat…if he wasn’t an old coot, I might care more about his opinion but it’s kind of like when your ancient uncle makes a comment like this…not much to it, just move along…