The Fry Chronicles (p. 294), Stephen Fry
I can clearly imagine Hugh’s goofy smile and his adorably silly voice going about excitedly telling others Stephen had gone and spent a thousand pounds on a raincoat.
I dare say we do live in a cheap age, an age where the things that should have value are little prized and things that are empty of worth are too highly rated. But who on earth could think for a second that this is new to our race? Anyone familiar with Aristophanes, Martial, Catullus, Shakespeare, Jonson, Dryden, Johnson, Pope, Swift … You get the point.
It has always been the case, since humans could first record their thoughts, that the ‘wrong people’ have been seen to have arrived at the highest positions.
The emperors, kings, aristocrats, ruling classes and gentry, the arrivistes, parvenus and nouveaux riches, the financiers, merchant princes and industrialists, the artists, designers, literati and cultural elite, the actors, sportsmen, television stars, pop singers and presenters, they have all been unfairly elevated to positions they do not deserve.
'In a just and properly ordered world,' the angry ones wail, 'I should be up there too, but I am too proud to say so, so I shall carp and snipe and rant with indignation and show my contempt for the whole boiling. But deep inside I want to be recognized. I just want to count.'❞
The Fry Chronicles (p. 246), Stephen Fry
Stephen Fry on a society based on celebrities and wanting to be celebrities
I feel like my whole life consists of trying to determine whether Stephen Fry or Hugh Laurie is the most amazing person ever.
My opinion on that changes rather a lot.
At the moment it’s Hugh because I’ve been listening to Let Them Talk lots and lots but I know it could be back to Stephen next week.
Which is good.
I think the day I finally figure it out my life will hold no purpose any more.
I still can’t believe they didn’t include Bushwallyta in the Olympics…
(gifset commissioned by the fantastic attaboy76)
Actual best song ever
Stephen Fry, Moab is my Washpot
We look at him now and think of how great he is, but can you imagine how terrifying it must have been to be a teacher of Stephen’s?
If you’ve ever read Moab is my Washpot, you’ll recognise this story. It is about the time Stephen Fry stole sweets from the Headmaster’s office without him noticing.
In an amusing twist, Stephen actually plays the part of the Headmaster.
It’s well-written, amusing, and an interest complement to the narration from the book.