Does Comedy Go Too Far?

It’s often said that comedians go too far in this day and age, all for cheap laughs and to see how far they can go, or to even raise the bar of what is morally right to joke about.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m up for a little riske comedy, but even I find myself thinking: ‘can I laugh at that? Is that stepping outside of my morals? Do I even know what the boundaries of my morals are?’ You get the point.

So what is it that I find isn’t funny, or even that I find uncomfortable? Well I don’t find disability jokes very funny, particularly since doing work experience with a disability charity. I also find most racist jokes uncomfortable, along with sexist jokes. But that’s because I’m a person who appreciates equally and hates getting looked down at by men (no offence dudes).

I think Frankie Boyle is one of these contreversial comedians who many would say has stepped over the proverbial line many a time. And I would be inclined to agree. For the record, I do find him funny, but just every now and then I think he overdoes it. It’s a shame really, because he is so funny already. Why does he have to go further than necessary?

I’m not saying I hate him, just that he really should be a lot more careful before he gets locked up or banned from comedy or something.

Jimmy Carr can also be quite contreversial, and yet he is one of my more favourite comedians. I think he is the riskiest comedian I would completely like, if that makes sense. Having said that, there have been quite a few jokes that have made me go ‘oooo, should I laugh at that?’ (see above for full speech on questioning my humaneness).

So I guess it’s just a matter of morals and what you think is funny at the end of the day. But just every now and then there is going to be a comedian who over-steps the line of most people’s moral boundaries I think, and the debate will start up all over again.

Now, let’s have some toddler humour from the wonderful Russell Howard!


Writers Wanted!

For all you wannabe writers out there, I have a request, but let me first explain what this is all about.

For one of my uni assignments we have been asked to create a project, and we have all chosen to do magazines. Mine is aimed at new writers, because I feel that there is not enough out there for them, and as a wannabe writer myself I know just how tough it can be.

But I require you budding writers out there to help me out, and hopefully yourselves. This is what I need you to do: write either a short story, poem, script or song, or anything else that is short enough to go into a magazine. It can be on any topic you want, just so long as it is appropriate and not too rude. Then send it to my email at

But you only have until the end of April, as I have a deadline too!

This is open to all ages as well.

I will then choose the best to go in my magazine and notify the winners, and if the winners want I will send them a copy each of the finished product.

Thank you guys!

Re-Kindled Love and Conversion

So I recently bought myself a Kindle. I can just hear you all now, groaning, grumbling and whining.

I used to hate the idea of reading any other way than by a hardback or paperback book, so it took me a while to decide to see what the device was like. Curiosity is to blame here. But I must say that I have been converted. I LOVE the Kindle. But don’t worry I still love having a good old fashioned book in my hands too.

So what’s so good about the Kindle? It does most things a book can do and more.  It reads like paper, and when you get used to it, using it is easy. Books for the device are usually cheaper than there hardcopy counter-parts and they never sell out. You can also book mark where you left off and highlight sections of text, something I find highly helpful as I have a habit of marking quotes in my books with bits of post-it notes. Plus you can turn it off and when you turn it back on again it returns you to where you left off. Pretty nifty. Plus you don’t have to carry big books around with you and it holds up to 1500 of them in one go…more than I could ever own or squash into my room! Space saved!

Of course, there is something tangible about the classic paper book. The smell of the pages, the feel of its weight in your hands…they are, to me, like old friends. That’s why I could never hate them. Then there’s the idea of being able to get them signed by the author. Not that I have done that yet. I wish. But you couldn’t do THAT with the Kindle. It’s also hard to flick through an eBook for references or even to look at the cover too easily. I have also heard that pictures are not very good on the device. However, I think the pictures are well visualised, but the downside is that they are always in black and white.

Nevertheless, I have fallen in love with the Kindle, but I’m sure once the novelty wears off I won’t mind which way I read…as long as I’m reading I’m happy. Besides, I don’t mind which way I read right now. I’m reading some short stories on the Kindle at the moment whilst simultaneously reading that vampire novel which I told you about a couple of posts back (which is indeed a hardcopy).

But what do you think? Kindle or hardcopy, or, like me, do you prefer both?

Don’t Judge All Journalists By the News

You know what keeps pestering me recently? The fact that everyone is viewing all journalists as horrible tyrants, thanks to the News of the World scandal. As a trainee journalist I find this highly offensive. Just because some journalists have been found out to be taking part in the phone hacking scandal does not mean that we are all scoundrels intent on making money and creating good stories that will further our careers in any possible way that we can, regardless if that way is morally or legally right.

It was journalists themselves who uncovered the scandal. That at the least deserves some credit. And yes I can understand people’s mistrust of us, but that does not give anyone the right to make snap judgements of us.

Because I’m new to this journalism game I feel that it is going to be harder than ever for me to get anywhere with this career. Somehow I’m going to have to win the trust of people…and I shouldn’t have to. People should be able to trust what I write.

Alas, I fear that this will never be. So thanks, News of the World, and all you other blasted journalists who were part of the scandal, for painting the rest of us decent journalists in a negative light and possibly destroying the art of news.

Sincerely, the good journalists.

Slipping Through My Fingers

Why is time so annoying? When you want it to go fast it goes slowly, and when you want it to go slowly it goes fast. And there really doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day at the moment.

I have five assignments to do now. That’s right, FIVE assignments. Three of which are 1500 word essays, which will require lots of research. What’s more, these three particular assignments have to be in by the end of February. Oh the joys of the second year of your degree! Or foundation degree, whatever.

It’s not like I’m lazy with work, or even that I’m moaning about the work load. It’s more the deadlines, because I am really struggling to concentrate. And I’m not exaggerating either. I can concentrate for about two minutes, if that. Even when doing something I like, like reading. It’s ridiculous, now more than ever with this work load. Somehow I’m going to have to stop my brain wandering off. Maybe a leash?

I will of course plod on, and try to not think just how big the work load is, because that will only lead to more stress. And that is the last thing I need right now.

My Money Tree is Withering

Went back to university/college today. It was ok, but it felt really weird after being off for about a month.

But that’s not what I want to rant about. I’m going to rant about money. Now because my parents receive a certain amount of income a year I get help with funding for my education, which most people in university also receive. Now before any of you think that I’m a lucky bugger let me tell you I’m not, because it really isn’t that much money at all. Honestly.

Stop looking at me like that.

Starting this year in September I knew I was going to be down by about £500.  I think the loans company got something wrong. Because I don’t get the full grant this year I am now down by another £600 as I do not get the damn bursary off my college, bringing the total to around minus £1100…and that is a lot of money to lose.

If that wasn’t bad enough it looks like bus fair has gone up AGAIN so it’s going to cost a fortune to get to college. Then of course I have to buy all the necessary stuff I need, like school books and toiletries.

It’s like all of a sudden my world has been tipped upside down by money matters. And I know you are all thinking: why don’t I get a job to cover myself? Firstly, I am working on that. Secondly, there is only so much I can work in a week, what with college/university three days a week and work experience once a week. I also need some time to get assignments and study done outside of college, plus, if it’s not too much to ask, just a little bit of time for myself. Please?

I know I need a job, so stop rolling your eyes. Jeez.

So anyway, I’m going to go and bury my head in the sand like an emo…uh I mean emu.

New Year, New Blog

Let’s start off by saying Merry New Year, because ‘Happy New Year’ is so last year. So it’s 2012, the year that the world is supposed to end and the Olympics come to London. The year that so many athletes have been waiting for ever so eagerly.

For me this year signals the end of my education, providing I can pass everything. Personally I think I should pass simply because of how much hard work I have put into studying for the majority of life. Sadly that’s not how things work. The idea of leaving education finally and stepping out into the big wide world is…terrifying, yet exhilarating. But needs must and it’s my time to make my own way. Oh dear, I’m already getting all nostalgic.  

Want to hear my New Year’s resolutions? Well tough, I’m going to tell you them anyway. I’m planning on stopping as many bad habits as possible, like speaking over people, and I plan on improving my confidence, motivation and concentration. It’s going to be a busy year, I can tell.

I would like to take this opportunity to wish you all the best in the year ahead, but also to warn you that what you will read in future posts from me will be completely random, entirely my own opinion and will be an absolute passion in the things I write about. You have been warned!