Monday, November 16, 2009
The Dinner Party at the End of the World
I lead a sheltered life. I had no idea, for example, that the world will end in 2012. Happily Roland Emmerich is on the case. It's all down to the Mayan Long Count calendar apparently. Or, maybe, it's due to the approach of the planet Nibiru. NASA has issued a detailed refutation, but, of course, this clear evidence of a cover-up only confirms the impending apocalypse. The Institute for Human Continuity disguises its web site as a film promotion but that was plainly forced upon them by the men in black helicopters who don't want us to know. It will be a great relief. Humans have become boring. Dinner parties are all the same, I spent one recently staring at the appalling wig of the man opposite - think dead squirrel coloured with Garnier Nutrisse Roasted Coffee B2. Why can't people just be bald and have done with it? Yet, ever the optimist, I have high hopes for this evening when I shall be taking part in a Dinner with Portillo for BBC4. The discussion will be in response to the question, 'Can scientists be morally neutral?' Why they should want to be morally neutral I can't imagine, but there you go.
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A blog about, among other things, imaginary ideas - What ifs? and Imagine thats. What if photographs looked nothing like what we see with our eyes? Imagine that the Berlin Wall had never come down. What if we were the punchline of an interminable joke? All contributions welcome.
You're not a real hippy, then. The last Mayan holy seer, Tucay Wai, had seriously bad handwriting. What he actually devised was an egg timer to perfectly soft boil turtle eggs.
ReplyDeleteWhen is it on? I really like that programme. There was an episode about Scottish independence during which I nearly threw a coffee mug through the TV.
ReplyDeleteDunno, Brit, I will find out
ReplyDeleteI'm still reeling from the thought of those women joggers bobbing about wearing used jock straps and the fact that Gary Fisher didn't invent the mountain bike and why won't someone give Fukuyama to Peter Kaye to play about with.
ReplyDeleteIf the world's ending in 2012 will that be before or after the Olympics and why haven't the Jehovah's Witnesses jotted it down.
Oh, I thought you were talking about Come Dine with Me. When we're reduced to sitting indoors watching others converse over dinner, surely the end is in sight? But dinner with Michael Portillo ... sounds like a recipe for Armageddon.
ReplyDeleteI must take you up on that, Susan. The dinner element is a mere affectation: the glory of the Portillo programme is that you can call the pontificators all sorts of names from the comfort of your armchair, without having to be polite and, indeed, split the bill, as you would if you really were having dinner with Portillo.
ReplyDeleteBut I would expect him to pay
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