I don't think it's all rancid grape pips that keep me from joining the massed ranks of admirers for this bogus twittering.
I was going to include links to the all-too-explicable raves online for this amuse-gueule but, know what? can't be bothered.
28-yr-old lives with 73-yr-young grouchy pater and twitters the choleric geezer's whinges. Apart from the question of what any 28 yr old amanuensis is doing laboriously recording such predictable petulances, I smell several rats.I thought at first that the twitterer was transmitting from the UK - certainement, the Telegraph gives that impression and the comments appear to support this - but I'm shouted down by my blue-collar Facebookista pals.The vocabulary is suspect: if this Boswell is doing his job, pater's spoutings should match a 73 yr old. They do not, but the writer is skilled enough to slip only seldomAbsolutely no doubt that the author is having fun and I envy him hitting on this wheeze.I hope the vein doesnt run dry too soon but I suspect he will be hunted down before that happensHaving doffed my cap, what worries me most is the astonishing reception given these jeux de mots. OK, so I'm a curmudgeon from birth and hear this sort of thing spouting by the hour from my own gob or plonking in pale form on the page.My guess is that the "son" is a wordsmith of 40+ who's stumbled on virgin territory and must be having a whale of a time. There'll be a book and script(s) in it when he's traced and the usual post-sleuth PR which will be a whole new knees-up.Update: It's American and, it seems, is for real.
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