For all of you who have read my gush of tweets, or my post about How to be a Woman, you will be familiar with my current pedestal dweller, Caitlin Moran. The proverbial two fingers up to the fashion and beauty industries; women should be aspiring to be like her! My tweets are often an ode to Moran, she replied to one once, made my month. Yup, I am in awe, I want to be like (but, not the same) as Moran; for she, I believe, is a genius.
“MORANTHOLOGY is proof that Caitlin can actually be ‘quite chatty’ about many […] things, including cultural, social and political issues which are usually the province of learned professors, or hot-shot wonks – and not a woman who once, as an experiment, put a wasp in a jar, and got it stoned.
These other subjects include:
Caffeine | Ghostbusters | Being Poor | Twitter | Caravans | Obama | Wales | Marijuana Addiction |Paul McCartney | The Welfare State | Sherlock | David Cameron Looking Like Ham | Amy Winehouse | Elizabeth Taylor’s Eyes | Michael Jackson’s Funeral | ‘The Big Society’ | Big Hair | Nutter-letters | Failed Nicknames | Wolverhampton | Squirrels’ Testicles | Sexy Tax | Binge-drinking | Chivalry | Rihanna’s Cardigan | Boris Johnson – Albino Shag-hound | Party Bags | Hot People| Transsexuals | The Gay Moon Landings | My Own, Untimely Death”Synopsis from Amazon
Now, I am not a big fan of celebrity culture, I think it feeds our need to be judgemental idiots about people we do not know. I know when I put myself in a gossipy environment I become opinionated, mostly on the basis of fallacies, so I generally try and avoid situations where I will be exposed.Just so you know I am human, I am prone to relapse. So, Moran’s celebrity column never held much interested for me, I could not care less about what is happening on X Factor or Strictly – I prefer it when Moran writes about feminism and social issues. However (I bet you knew that was coming) having trawled through Moranthology there is an interesting line Moran runs with in her celebrity story telling. She rejects probing personal intrusions or gossip, and comes at them from a position of awe – she is interested in their talent, the fun they have had with fame. Moran makes an interesting point in this clip on the Guardian on the importance of celebrity culture – that it needs to be treated with respect, not just a comment on how fat, sweaty or ugly a person is.
On a completely different note, as marvellous as all Moran’s articles all are (Keith Richard’s sounds like he has transcended human form, choosing now to travel around as a wrinkled ego) I found Moranthology difficult to read all at once. Perfect to pick up here and there, due to the constant change in subject matter, it was not until I reached page 91 that I became utterly gripped. Once there I was gifted Moran’s review of the first episode of Sherlock, the BBC’s answer to crack cocaine. Moran’s description of the perfect casting that is Benedict Cumberbatch had me giggling; as with Caitlin, I really want the Cumberbatch to be my friend. It is marvellous that women are vocalising their geekery in this way; after all, the geek shall inherit the earth (with the help of the Nerds, of course).
NB: The title is a quote from Ghostbusters.