I Hear Farting.

In an oblique way South Park summed up the Murdock/Nof theW debacle as only they can. In last nights episode one of the fab four began to hear the pop ‘Teen Wave’ youth music in a new way as he passed his tenth birthday. It was overlaid with a constant stream of trouser rupturing farts. “It sounds like shit”, which it literally did. Pretty soon shit was coming out of peoples mouths, TV showed shit, fast food was shit, literally. Well graphically. This was put down to him getting older and grumpy-er and generally more miserable. His friends discarded him; he was no fun anymore. Where his friends were content to listen, watch, eat, hear people in unquestioning acceptance of what they were provided with he perceived them covered in the brown smears and turds of excrement. As deft and succinct as a Michael Angelo cartoon, South Park painted our dilemma. Can the misery of not being able to stand for it any longer be explained away as the curmudgeonness of old age? Is the hip happening new-speak of advertising, management, finance and politics youthful virility or turgid excreta? Seeing this portrayed graphically was worth a thousand arguments. After it I could actually see the younger Murdock’s expertly polished speech distancing his honourable newspaper from a despicable few individuals as a series of smelly putrid turds exiting his mouth splattering his chin and me in brownness. So next time I’m invited to counter-argue with someone extruding that kind of shit I’ll stand well back and just say, “I hear farting.”