Mike's Pith & Wind - Reality show
Because the universe is so very, very big,
it’s a mathematical certainty that there are planets, perhaps
similar to Earth, perhaps not, that can sustain life. Or so the
theory goes. I reckon describing the universe in purely mathematical
terms equates to the if-you-gave-enough-monkeys-enough-typewriters-and-enough-time-they’d-write-the-complete-works-of-Shakespeare
theory, (they wouldn’t write one iambic pentameter). Without
the evidence, it’s not science. It’s not even rocket
science. It’s a hopeful guess, or speculation made to sound
a bit like mathematics. I’ll come back to you on this..
On a slightly different tack; don’t you find it disconcerting
when some actor well known for, say, playing the part of the Superintendent
on The Bill, turns up on some other BBC crime show (like The Murder
Room) playing a fireman? It’s the sort of jolt that can threaten
the sanctity of that comforting bond between the couch potato and
his telly. As if in the glare of some personal spotlight, the actor
is revealed as, well, an actor - acting. Sometimes, as in this case,
you can continue to believe the rest of the cast in their roles
as a doctor, or policeman or a maid, whatever, but whenever this
particular actor appears, even though he’s stubbornly wearing
his silly fireman’s helmet, you just can’t accept that
he’s a fireman; or, more accurately, not a rather puncy Sun
Hill Superintendent moonlighting.
Moonlighting. Policemen used to sometimes moonlight as security
for suburban dances in the sixties and seventies. I’m not
sure they’re allowed to do that now. Actually, I’m not
sure they were supposed to do it then, but with security guys (and
gals) having to.. read
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