NOT to dwell on the infirmities of the past day, but there was one particular moment when the physical ordeal seemed to be spawning a series of horrific hallucinations. Exhausted, stretched out on the coach, limp arm hooked around the waiting bucket, a woman’s voice could be heard saying the most foul and extraordinary things.
“I am now going to show my c***,” it said.
What a remarkable thing to hear! One bleary eye opened in a head half-raised to scan the Billabong’s livingroom, where the ABC’s Artscape was filling the telly with an incomprehensible documentary about a posse of theatrical luvvies attempting to put on a show.
Could the national broadcaster really be beaming such language into taxpayers’ homes? Both eyes were open, wide open, by this stage, and yes, that is exactly what the dark-haired woman on the screen was doing -- getting her gear off and showing the folks her c***.
See for yourself the sort of culture Mark Scott and pals think Australia wants and needs (start watching at the 2:20 mark). Don’t approve? How uncool you must be. Don’t believe the pud-baring added anything to the sum of human knowledge, not one little bit? You pathetic philistine.
Artscape is one of the programmes Scott has decided to cut in order to underwrite more episodes of Hungry Beast, Angry Boys and the like. It will be no great loss to see it go – and wouldn’t it be so much nicer if, for no other reason than endemic bad taste, Artscape were to take the rest of the ABC with it?
