Offence

Jeremy Clarkson this week apologised for calling Gordon Brown ‘a one eyed Scottish idiot’. Well, being two thirds of the phrase myself, I’m not insulted, offended or bothered.
Carol Thatcher this week lost her job because she used the term ‘golliwog’ and the Queen swiftly stopped selling the little blighters.
Jonathon Ross recently came back to work after an ‘offensive’ prank; he had been effectively ‘voted off’ by public demand.
Prince Harry recently caused a storm in a teacup and upset granddad, Phil the Greek, by calling his friend a ‘Paki’. Prince Phillip thought the use of the word ‘friend’ highly inappropriate.

In all four cases the perpetrator of the heinous act hardly showed great intelligence, so why did…in fact, who, got so offended, or was it a bandwagon jumping frenzy created by our friends ‘the media’.
One person’s stupidity doth not a breakdown in society make.

I think Clarkson says the type of things many people in everyday life say. Thatcher is from a bygone generation/class, as for Ross; well he’s just an idiot. Harry is just a boy.
None of the above is a crime.

This country seems obsessed with finding a reason to be offended, but I say this not truly convinced that it’s true.
I suspect what is more accurate is that in these as in so many cases, the minority voice is the loudest and for the fear of offending a few Spanish waiters, wearing a kilt with one eye and a liking for black fluffy dolls, who’s in the army, we all agree with the flock, saying…’oh, that’s terrible’.
Sorry but I don’t.


If that offends anyone, I don’t give a shit.