Extracted from longer article:
Gruesome start to an annus horribilis
Kathryn Flett
Sunday January 8, 2006
The Observer
...ITV1 provided us with a documentary, Teenage Tourette's Camp, in which a selection of youngsters with varying degrees of antisocial tics, OCDs and Asperger's, were sent to a summer camp near Chicago, all of which gave 16-year-olds carte blanche to shout, 'Bomb!' in airports, '***!' at shop assistants, and 'Twin Towers!' in the thankfully windy wide-open spaces of Downtown.
For much of the time the teenagers behaved like ordinary teenagers, with all the 'normal' sort of high dramas and intense self-centredness. Though it's easy enough to be sympathetic to a condition which alienates youngsters from their peers at a time when alienation is pretty much one's raison d'etre anyway, it was also possible to catch the little so-and-sos faking it for effect. If, as likable-but-challenging Jessica had, you'd also taken an intense dislike to 16-year-old Jenny, the biggest girl in the group, perhaps shouting, 'Fatty!' while passing it off as an involuntary tic would be pretty satisfying? Given most of us are denied this sort of guilty non-PC pleasure, who'd blame the teenage Touretters for making the most of it?
Anyway, lardy Jenny (it's catching - sorry) was a right old 'poor me' pain in the butt, as well as the best advert for a McKeith detox so far this year. Failing to stay the (mere week-long) course, she claimed she'd put up with Tourette's-related bullying for 11 years. Sadly nobody dared to point out that maybe her obesity might be a contributing factor, proving that insidious political correctness is alive and kicking *** even among those capable of shouting, 'Fatty!' at fat birds. Is it just me, or is that a bit bonkers, assuming I can still say 'bonkers' in 2006?
Striking it lucky?
As I write, Ladbrokes are offering odds of 3/1 on Michael Barrymore winning Celebrity Big Brother. So much for the media breast-beating about the 'shamed' former King of Saturday Night's inappropriate 'attempted comeback': prior to entering the house, Barrymore received a three-minute ovation.
BB does not operate according to the rules of an ideal moral universe and though we might not have wanted Barrymore to have made any sort of 'comeback', by selling his soul to Big Brother, however fleetingly, he has undeniably made one.
Welcome then to the cruel, clever, cynical reality of 2006: thanks to brilliant casting, the next three weeks of CBB should provide definitive modern television. Love it or loathe it, but deny it at your peril.
Source: http://observer.guardian.co.uk/screen/st...61,00.html