The great thing about writing a blog, as opposed to a newspaper column, or an editorial, is that when you can’t be arsed, you don’t have to. One of the many bad things about our papers is that there are too many columnists with not enough to say, and it is so obvious when they can’t be arsed either, but they still have to fill that bloody space.
Anyway, today I’m a bit knackered and in a foul mood and I can’t be arsed. I thought about writing a piece about Barack Obama and wishing the Democrats well in tomorrow’s mid-terms, but I know my place well enough to know that is not exactly going to turn the tea party tide that appears to be running against him. I thought about doing a thing on Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert following their excellent rally to promote a bit of reason and commonsense in what passes for media debate in the US. I thought about doing something on the quite interesting Times leader on the subject, which I for one took as a bit of a gentle whack at the Foxisation of Sky News. But I managed to say that in a tweet, and I can’t be arsed to say any more on the subject. (Btw, the overwhelming vote of twitter followers, Facebook friends and website posters was for me to take part in the C4 documentary which intends to include my spat with Adam Boulton as one of the funniest moments of the year, so consider it done).
But it being Monday, something makes me feel really bad about feeling so lazy about what to put up here. So I intend to rely on my old favourite, football, and let you see the piece I have done for Norwich City FC website to promote an event I am doing there on Friday for Delia (one of those rare people known to one and all by first name alone).
If you can be arsed to click on it, you will see that it is about football superstition, but I will totally understand if you can’t. I’m feeling very Bob Geldof these days. I’ll be fine by Delia’s Friday nosh-up.
Listen to some Mendelssohn, Alastair!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtnCY5mUmSs
Looks like many of your followers couldn’t be arsed commenting either AC.
I’m glad I did click on your piece for Norwich City Alastair, as the beautiful photo of you cheered me up this morning 🙂
Don’t be so hard on yourself AC. Do as the rest of us do when having a “can’t be arsed day” i.e. have a duvet day or anything else that may appeal to you. Embrace it and enjoy a good skive! Come the next day you’ll feel so much better, if a little guilty that you will be ready to take on new challenges and even the mundane things seem more tolerable. Everyone needs to recharge their batteries every now and then.
On a slightly more serious note though, it must be very difficult for anyone, e.g. Gordon Brown to readjust to a more mundane life after being in such a powerful position. Talking of GB I thought he actually fought a good election campaign and I expect there are a significant number of people out there now regreting voting Tory in the light of these too fast and too deep spending cuts.
You have lost direction in your life Alastair. That’s why ‘you can’t be arsed.’ You need another Challenge! Why not follow in the footsteps of Piers Morgan?
I can be arsed .