The Mary Whitehouse Experience! @ 11:05 am
Never watched the Terminator TV series from last year beyond the unaired version of the pilot (not because I didn't like the pilot - I just wasn't sufficiently motivated at the time to start catching up with the other episodes). If the rumours of Shirley Manson joining the cast in season two are true however, I'll definitely have to start watching the next season.
Battlestar Galactica was interesting this week. I thought The Old Man (tm) was quite right to tear Athena a new one about betraying his trust (frakin' Sharon models are all the same!). LOL at Tigh getting Caprica Six pregnant (which of course is interesting in a way that Adama doesn't realise). I'm assuming that what happened when the Basestar jumped will probably be shown properly in one of the upcoming episodes as a flashback episode. Good to hear Adama being called Husker again.
It was nice to get a good night's sleep and not have to get up early this morning. We had such a larf last night. First my mate Jessy came round because she'd made me some new Paris icons and kept talking about a modern noir comedy called Kiss Kiss Bang Bang that she thinks I'd like.
Then me mate Shareen came round later and we watched that docudrama on BBC2 with Julie Walters playing that mad cow Mary Whitehouse. We had such a laugh at that infuriating woman's constant attempts to force her views and ideas about society onto other people and her preposterous claims to speak for "the people". She even started abusing innocent hippies, calling them "an abomination" at one point. The writer of the play she was criticising was spot on in calling her a "true fascist", especially when she was unwilling to let him even explain his intentions. The only time I felt any sympathy was when some programme made light of the tragedy that her husband was suffering from at one point - that should have been off limits. I hated the scene of her and her cronies celebrating poor Hugh Green's departure from the BBC (needless to say I was on his side all the way). I loved the bit when she expected other panellists on a show to agree with her but they all started jumping on her about how they disagreed with her and her disregard of free speech - the look on her face was priceless (the docudrama definitely suggested that she loved the spotlight). Some people defend her crackpot prudery by saying that she was acting on her deeply held religious views but in my opinion too many of these religious nutters use the "I'm allowed to be a moron because of my religion" card. She was a daft judgemental intolerant cow who was happy to force her ideas onto everyone else but resented anyone else having a say or the chance to do the same. "Good riddance to bad rubbish" as John Lydon might say.