The English Premier League is in full bollock-swing. Manchester United Wee Devils were seriously bitch-slapped by Leicester (pronounced “Lester”) 5-3. ManCity is taking on #1 Chelsea at the mo. Frank Lampard is sitting this one out so far. Good call, I think. When you don’t have to go to Champion’s League and the World Cup, you come back pretty damn fresh. Half of United were at the World Cup, then their club tours. They are seriously in need of a rest. The Prem is a marathon, not a sprint, so let’s be patient and see what happens after Christmas break. And is anyone really scared of United anymore?
It’s a good thing that I’m not a religious fanatic because I would probably not have bought this book. (You notice I never mention “borrowed” or “stole” or “never returned to the library”? Every book is mine via purchase or other form of moral acquisition. I’ve been given books by friends, but you know how it is when you are given books by people who are not great readers of books. They end up being books that I would not write about. “The Best of Shakespeare” or “Emily Dickinson’s Greatest Hits”. Something quite vague.)
“Art The Wrong Way” has a double-entendre. Layer one involves how Brand, an attention-whore of Byzantine proportions, re-Brands Perugino’s painting of Christ and angels with himself (as the Christ figure) surrounded by some talking heads of English soccer. And Britney Spears. As if any of her fans would ever buy this book. Or read. You know…
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