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Shameful humiliation

I want to draw your attention to this. It’s a segment on a radio station in Yorkshire where the DJ dumps someone live on air on behalf of someone else. I’ve only listened to this one, and it was quite enough. I feel sick.

My friend B. wrote about but I won’t quote directly from her. My [shortened] version is this:

- A bloke called Craig writes a letter to a radio station to tell them that he’s found out that his girlfriend, Angie, to whom he was about to propose, gave her boss a blowjob at the Christmas party.

- Danny the DJ agrees to play a ‘little trick’ on Angie by phoning her pretending to be the jeweler where Craig bought the £2,000 engagement ring.

- The ‘jeweller’ asks to speak to Craig and then ‘lets slip’ to Angie that Craig is about to propose to her. He goes on to ask her how she feels about that. She’s delighted, she says, because she and Craig have a wonderful relationship and she can’t wait to get married and to start having babies.

- A lifetime later, after Danny’s cruelly joined in her excitement, he tells her that it’s a setup. He announces to her, shouting, that Craig knows what she’s done and that she’s now DUMPED! He also implicates her married boss somewhere along the way.

- This is greeted with pained silence on the other end of the phone.

- Danny then says something like, ‘You’re just a tart. We’re going to an ad-break’ and hangs up the phone.

It’s shocking.

The audio is here, if you care to listen. It’s really vile so I wouldn’t recommend it to the faint of heart. It’s called ‘DANNY DUMPS: ANGIE’ and it’s at the bottom of the listen again box.

Clearly this Danny is an cruel misogynistic fuckwit. The pleasure he derives from persecuting this poor girl is horrific. I don’t know if she did what she’s been accused of, but from listening to her, she’s clearly very innocent in many ways of the world.

This is one of the most shameful things I’ve heard in as long as I can remember, and I’m really rather speechless about it. I hope he gets run over by a bus on the way home. I really do.

P.S. I’m not condoning cheating in any form. But this… this is too much.

Television catchup

I caught up on some TV last night (that the housemate had kindly recorded for me).

First, there was the The Green Wing finale and special. I enjoyed it for the most part but it just went on forever. I normally prefer when they keep the story lines in the hospital so that all the characters can interact with each other, but in the special, they had several different story lines happening all over the place. Dr Statham was in Cornwall somewhere and he wasn’t nearly as funny as he used to be with his sidekick Boyce. Harriet et al staged some sort of coup in the office which was just dull, and even Guy wasn’t as hilariously arrogant and obnoxious as he usually is. I was delighted that it all ended happily, of course, but I think they could have reached a conclusion sooner and in a much funnier way. I’ll miss the old Green Wing though, it has to be said. And I’m very much crushing on this chap right now.

Then I watched This Life +10 which was wonderful. It, rather obviously, updated us on what the characters in The Life – Milly, Egg, Anna, Miles and Warren – have been doing in the ten years since they shared a house together. I won’t go into those details in case you haven’t watched it yet, but I will tell you that I was delighted to see that Miles is as arrogant, Anna as dysfunctional, Egg as lost, Milly as neurotic, and Warren as optimistic as ever. But they all seemed to be more vulnerable and less sure of themselves then they were ten years ago, so while they still had the same traits, they were less able to hide behind them as effectively as they once were. I also liked how it was filmed in the same casual way, with doors closing, papers rustling, people talking in the background etc. I really loved it.

This morning before I left the house, I watched the second half of an episode of Upstairs Downstairs (I love ITV3), which is a perfect way to spend a Sunday morning. The episode ended with Lord Bellamy dictating a message to Lady Bellamy which was to be sent to the ship she was sailing to America on, and it read:

‘April 1912, for the attention of Lady Bellamy, berth no. 41, HMS Titainic…’

ERK!!!!! Fantastic!