Hard Candy (2005), more like.

I honestly bought two bike helmets today.   Now, I’m minded to take ‘em back.

Adam Kay used to perform in a sub-Lehrer medicine-themed witty piano duo called the “Amateur Transplants” - their big hit is here:

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There’s two parts to it, tho- the baddies (Nazis×2, Thuggees and Commies) and also the relic. Old Testament, New Testament, Hindu tradition and Crystal/UFO new-age mythos.  What will the relic be this time?

Hey! O’Neil covered this back in 2012!

The lines that stuck with me hardest are “my thumbs has gone weird” and (in response to some drug use oneupmanship “Balls, I’ll swallow it and run a mile!”.

I am, but I'm watching it on their streaming website service.  I'm a couple of weeks behind.

‘Withnail and I’ and ‘Flashdance’, with a smidge of Community and some Handmaids Tale scheduled for this evening.

Also in the Daily Mirror under Piers “Morgan” Moron’s editorship- a faked up photo of British soldiers pissing onto a bound Iraqi prisoner; and a recurring column (“City Slickers”) offering stock tips which were actually pump-and-dump solicitations aimed at enriching the columnists directly.

I dunno. Is the ‘homo’ in homoerotic the Greek ‘homo’ (meaning same, as in homosexual and homogeneous) or the Latin ‘homo’ (meaning man, as in ‘ecce homo’)?

You might find him more amenable in the realm of personal relationships. As far as I can make out from theUnfiltered “ Joe” interview (which I linked elsewhere) he’s quite thoughtful on the damage done by “toxic masculinity” for want of a better term. He’s not at all fogeyish, centrist dad-y or anti-millennial in that…

Cultivate your Robert Webb crush with thus two audio links:

Babylon 5 occasionally made do with jet black sets and spotlights.

“the Brits decided to air a special seven-episode series of the hit game show”

My highlight was the rabbi, priest, minister and - what was it - Greek orthodox metropolitan? - debating the Hail Ceasar! Script. Classic stuff.

It wasn’t Scfi Star Wars, it Asimov’s SF “Foundation” novels. In which a small, ideological group carried out dramatic actions to steer the failing Galactic Empire to their will.

These days, the white rook (or was it a raven?) would be CGI, but back then, the beeb had to track down an actual albino bird. Which was trained for showbiz work and available. And find one they did. It’s quietly brilliant, the way it sits there on the aristocrat’s shoulder, looking hautily from character to character…

I remember when music videos were promotional material - adverts - for recorded music on physical media. Now it seems the music videos are the premium content.