Ozzy and Out… With Rock Star Celebrity Academic Self-Parody Satire

I hope the mistYmuse helped you through the four darkest months in the northern hemisphere, and you all have a great eight months of spring, summer and early autumn/fall. Here’s a bonus blog post from Facebook this morning. You can join me there or on LinkedIn, or contact me at greengrey@gmail.com. Hope to see you for mistYmuse 2019/20 on November 21st…

Self-Parody Satire Encore

I’m going to act like the proper academic I trained to be by studying a PhD: assigning myself ‘eight months research leave’. Unfortunately without their full pay and a sexy secretary!

Possible ‘celebrity’ reactions to this new Osbournes video that you won’t see on breakfast news, after Lorraine Kelly won a tax battle against HMRC by claiming her breakfast news appearances were an act: she said she plays the nice, happy role ‘Lorraine Kelly’ persona as dictated by her bosses.
I’ve been saying this for years, and been castigated for daring to question ‘lovely celebrities’, right up to princesses Diana and Meghan.
The NZ PM is the latest who looks very fake, but it is a role she has to play! Not that I support the shooting, or think she does.
I’m in line with the left-wing and Russell Brand’s beloved Chomsky there: ‘Manufactured News’; which I read a decade before Brand was lauded for repeating it, and calling for a real revolution, leading his followers on Westminster. The NZ shooting is what a real revolution looks like Russell, who’s now enjoying life on Celebrity Bake Off!

Self-Parody Personas Reaction to Osbourne Children Video

A Lorraine Kelly ‘paedo persona’: sexy.
A Lorraine Kelly ‘white supremacist persona’: hope for the future.
A Lorraine Kelly ‘animal rights persona’: at least they’re not biting birds’ heads off!

The above is self-parody satire, and in no way reflects my real views. It’s the kind of satire seen on mainstream television satire shows, so I don’t think I’m out of line.
In my real view, I think the video is sweet, but don’t know if it should be shared online.

I also hope Ozzy gets better soon, but stops promoting and celebrating the biting of bats and birds!

Yesterday I ended the season on fmpoetry by supporting poor Amber Rudd, castigated for using the term ‘colour’ recently by Diane Abbott and the media, after Gemma Chan used it to support herself playing white roles, after all the whitewashing debate in media studies over the last decade: a debate I was basically excluded from, for being too stale, pale and male!

Ice Age 3: Borgarnes Secret Art Full Story

I wannabe… an artist
not an administrationist

pastiche of S*x Pistols’ Anarchy in the U.K.

If I’d continued in academia I could be a Professor earning big bucks now, with a P.A. doing my admin, and postgraduate students doing my proofreading; or editors at my publishers. I’d have a publicist saying how good I am, instead of me having to proclaim myself a self-proclaimed genius. So please don’t jump on me for this admission of failing.

I’m not a technophobe, and enjoy the freedom it gives me, and the art it allows me to create and share, but I try not to get too bogged down in it, balancing it with nature etc, as I think it’s healthier for me and my mind.

My Iceland trip was all organised by me, as were all my solo trips, including some with marathons included. Thankfully, I’ve never made a big mistake, such as getting the wrong dates or place.

Ice Sculpture Complete Picture

However, after taking over a hundred photos in Iceland, while transferring them from phone to computer in groups of seven or eight via gmail, which is how much they can send in each email, I seemed to have missed a line of four photos, and they were the build up to my ‘all important’ ice sculpture on the Borgarfjordur Beach that I posted one close-up photo for before.

When I saw that one photo, and wrote I thought the creation of that ice-sculpture deserved a blog post of its own, half in self-parody, I remembered taking a few photos, but when I looked them up on the computer the next day I found just that one.

I must admit, I didn’t think that I couldn’t have transferred it from phone to computer, which is even more negative to me than missing transferring it in the first place. I know it’s lapses like that that make the Mister Men denounce my Doctorhood, but that’s because they don’t know that Doctorhood is about genius not commonsense! I feel I am justified in a little ‘offensive’ humour with most of this blog self-parody admission of mental failing, as well as trying to be the People’s Doctor for over a decade.

AD Icy

In mitigation, I can put it down to ADHD, if you believe me, and add that I was both times in a state of coffilosophy, which can aid fast creative rambling writing such as this, but isn’t so good for clear logical thinking. I also try to complete these blog posts as quickly as possible.

Anyway I found the other four photos this morning, and here’s a slideshow of the full sequence, seeing strange blocks of ice ice-so-lated (isolated) on the beach, reminding me of a baby seal, then finding one both beautiful in a sheer transparent diamond kind of way, and movable.

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YouTube Easy Transfer

I also found out this morning that it’s easy to transfer videos from the phone to YouTube, after them being too big for gmail had stopped me transferring them before; only took me three weeks to try straight to YouTube!

Ironically, it was inspired by time between events at the snowy icy Winter Olympics! Lots of impressive sporting achievements there, and improvised art by viewers too, reminiscent of my ice sculpture, which I know really, doesn’t compare to the stuff seen at ice hotels etc!

In mitigation, the process from my old camera was often laborious, and the videos are not that sensational, more for my personal enjoyment, as I loved my day on the Borgarfjordur, and the next day to the north of Borgarnes. So it was as much about nonchalance as no chance… of technological capability.

I’ve got there in the end, which reminds me of a thought I had yesterday, with most of the issues I started campaigning about fifteen years ago now having been realised, but would they have happened anyway, if I’d just ignored them, and taken the big bucks path… instead of the sunny nature one!

To reclaim my self-proclaimed genius status, pointing out what I’ve done, although I had no plans to do it when I started off this coffilosophy ‘spontaneous prose’; adding to the tradition of my travel writing hero (Kerouac); the last paragraph brought this blog post around to the start, while also introducing my YouTube videos, with one in particular providing an image looking like a path to the horizon sun, between light snow and dark clouds.

Okay, I’ll post it here, but there’s five more over on YouTube, including one or two quite exciting ones, of ice breaking on the bridge; while others are more serene, capturing the peacefulness of the day.

Open Toffers

The title isn’t an ‘Open Sesame’ style command, but an abbreviation of ‘Open to Toff Offers’ after Georgia ‘Toff’ Toffolo did AAW (Adult Angelic Waifs) proud in winning this year’s I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here.

I could joke that it’s all down to me popularising AAWs, and her greenYgreying in the jungle, as seen in the image below.

However, it was all down to Toff. Although I didn’t watch any of it she reminds me of Tara Palmer-Tomkinson, who starred on an early series of the show, providing a good image of toff women, and sadly passed away recently. I don’t know if it was mentioned on the show, but hopefully Toff’s win is a little tribute to Tara.

Toff is also recently single and apparently likes older politicians, so seems an ideal candidate at 23 for romance with me; albeit at the lower end of the 21-40 goldilocks zone.

Although I think she could be about 70% right for me, and I’m about 30% right for her, I think there’s a 0.01% – 0.05% chance of it happening, and write this from a self-parody comedy angle. So please don’t take this seriously, and consider me unfortunate or unlucky if we aren’t an item in 2018!