In the latest bit of panty waisted whingeing to appear from our betters on the other side of the pond, Friends of the Earth is in a snit over the latest antics of Top Gear*. According to FoE, the show “appeared to have gone out of its way to be as crass and juvenile as possible“.** FoE campaigner Mr Declan Allison said that “The wanton destruction of tens of thousands of pounds worth of machinery impresses no-one. It’s a wasteful extravagance and, in the middle of a global recession, in very poor taste“.
Poor Taste? Mr Allison, the proles actually enjoy watching TG. Shocking, yes, and very unenlightened of us, but for a few brief moments it allows us to escape our wretched lives and seek enjoyment in mindless humour. I know, I know we simply don’t get it, but then that’s what you can expect from the grey mass of drudges – we’re not like you. Why we can barely get through a sitting of Waiting for Godot, or plough through a Margaret Atwood novel*** – we just want our Renaults destroyed in the most imaginative of fashions and if there is a tinge of humour about the whole thing, then so much the better. Oh and a beer or two to chase it down with wouldn’t be out of place.
Maybe FoE didn’t get it; TG fired a Renault Twingo into the ocean! What can possibly be wrong with that? Removing one C02 emitting, gasoline consuming Renault from the planet has got to rank quite high as one of the most unselfish and altruistic acts I’ve heard of in a long time. Of course if FoE and their ilk had their way the western world would live in perpetual recession, a sort of purgatory for having had the temerity to produce the most fantastic economic miracle known to mankind. Instead FoE won’t rest until twingo’s aren’t produced at all (let alone flung into the ocean).
* Top Gear, for those of you most of unfortunate to have never heard of it, is quite possibly the best entertainment ever produced by the BBC. Please note that I said entertainment. It has no other redeeming qualities – but I love it.
** That’s sort of the point, really.
***Obscure and difficult Canadian author. But there I go revealing my elitest tendancies again.