AS a person, wee Scot Frankie Boyle is
probably a very charming and sensitive man, who buys flowers for his partner every
Sunday, adores his two gorgeous children, cries at those sentimental Channel 4
weepies and regularly reads Mills & Boon.
But as a comedian, Frankie Boyle is a
totally odious creature, who is about as funny as the bubonic plague.
Of course humour is a very subjective
notion. Yet there were legions of fans lining up to support fearless
Frankie this week for his side-splitting brand of jaw-dropping, close
to the knuckle laughs.
That was when he perceptively chose to
take a pitiful pop at a group of Hampshire schoolchildren who set a world
record by arranging themselves in the shape of the Olympic logo.
Wise-cracking Frankie really hit the
funny bone by describing the effort as “the most autistic response
to a global event.” And the Mock The Week star added: “For the
kids of Gosport, learning how to stand bewildered in a blue jumper is
all they need to qualify them for a life of working in 99p stores.”
Oh how his fans lapped it up, loving the
cheap, moronic humour. “Frankie's a comedian, he tells jokes and is
very good at it,” wrote one on a comment board,
“Grow up for goodness sake.”
Another chipped in sagely: “If you take things too seriously, then
avoid this style of comedy and quit moaning all the time. Get over
yourselves.”
And then this from another fervent Frankie fan:
“A while back, audience members complained when Frankie Boyle made
a disabled joke. However, they shut up after he reminded them that
they had laughed all evening at ginger jokes, Irish jokes, sexist
jokes, religious jokes and chav jokes. It's a bit hypocritical being
touchy about one particular subject because it's close to your heart,
but okay to pick on everyone else, don't you think?”
Well, they're welcome to fun-filled Frankie's
brand of subtle as a sledgehammer humour, which is not
clever, inventive or sophisticated. It's one-dimensional, based
purely on the ability to shock.
I detest political correctness, as much
as I loathe the words health and safety, so if there is an arena for
Frankie's comedy then fine. But don't try to justify it as generally
acceptable. Because it isn't.
Ironically, the Frankie story broke on
the same day that we launched the Doughnut Dash 5k in aid of the
Hampshire Autistic Society. Record-breaking 400 metre runner, Iwan
Thomas, who I first met at the Atlanta Olympic Games 16 years ago,
where he went on to win a silver medal in the 4x400m relay, had
agreed to help promote the event.
Now retired, Iwan does a lot of TV work
and corporate events - and recently ran the London Marathon - so trying to tie him down to a time for a photo
call was tricky. But he was superb and posed for cameras and chatted
to reporters to help launch the Doughnut Dash which takes place at
the Mountbatten Centre in Portsmouth on Sunday, July 29th.
Iwan admitted he would love to be there
himself for the 13-lap race where competitors have to eat three
Krispy Kreme doughnuts half way round.
Already, we've had a good
number of entries for this unique venture - the first of its kind in the UK. So with the race taking place over the first
weekend of the London Olympics, I'm hoping that this unique
fund-raiser will touch a nerve and we'll be inundated with folk wanting to compete.
All the money is going to the Hampshire
Autistic Society which has been going for more than 30 years now,
providing a wealth of services for the 16,000 people in the county
who are affected by autism.
My son, Ross is one of those. Sadly, he suffered his first epileptic fit this week in almost six months which
was hugely disappointing. Ross, who is now 14, has been taking the
anti-seizure drug, lamotrigine after suffering a series of fits. This
one on Wednesday was brief as he fell of his chair while going into a
fit. We can only hope this is a rare lapse, but it is scary to have to deal with Ross's epilepsy on top of his autism.
Ross cannot talk, he cannot express his
fears or his pain. He is an innocent autistic, the sort of victim
that the courageous Frankie Boyle chose to pick on. How brave and wise of you,
Frankie - pushing the bold boundaries of humour in aid of a cheap laugh.
The Doughnut Dash should be a fun
event, let's hope the weather brightens up over the coming months.
Besides the 5km run, there will also be children's races over 400m
and 800m and there will be an adult 4x400m doughnut relay.
So, if you are down on the south coast,
or know friends on the south coast who fancy a run and a few
doughnuts, then log onto: www.doughnutdash.co.uk
I've got a meeting with the Portsmouth
sports shop Alexandra Sports in the next week or two who have
promised to supply some prizes, which is fantastic.
We'll have plenty of laughs on July
29th, and when you are dealing with autism, you have got
to keep your sense of humour – but there is a limit to that comedy,
especially when it becomes tasteless and crosses the line.
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