Chris Trotter can be an excellent commentator when he doesn’t let his propensity for some histrionics get in the way.
Yesterday he wrote a post at Martyn Martin Bradbury’s hate speech blog about the Campbell Live issue that has the left wing luvvies all exercised.
The thing about a good puppet show is that you either canâ€™t see, or are artfully distracted from seeing, the strings. Itâ€™s when the strings themselves become more interesting than the puppets theyâ€™re attached to, that itâ€™s time to get worried.
And that time has come â€“ which is why as I sat there in Ika (formerly the Neapolitan eatery Sarracino, formerly the chapel of Tongueâ€™s the undertakers!) watching present and former MPs, trade unionists, left- and right-wing journalists, all shaking hands and exchanging gossip, the setting slowly morphed into the Kit-Kat Club from Bob Fosseâ€™s classic movie, Cabaret.
And up there on the stage, playing the role made famous by Joel Grey was our emcee, Wallace Chapman. And the floor-show, Ikaâ€™s Cabaret Band, if you will, were (from right to left) Fran Oâ€™Sullivan, Bill Ralston, Simon Wilson and Phoebe Fletcher.
Together, they discussed and dissected the decision to hang the sword of Damocles above the marvellous Mr Campbellâ€™s current-affairs half-hour. All good stuff, and the punters lapped it up (along with their whole gurnards and snappers, expertly seasoned, and kept warm with the most fashionable vegetables).
Oh how nice, lefties and Dirty Media practitioners all enjoying a convivial atmosphere. Â Â Read more »