Television: Not a thing for which I have ever had
any appreciation … however –
having noted the recurring appearance of one BBC Presenter,
and the (for me) introduction of a second,
I am bound to wonder if the BBC is perhaps,
rising from the slime after 25 years
of glorifying every form of crude human behaviour
under the sun.
I would certainly like to say ‘Thank You’ to them
for allowing one woman, and one man,
to break the degrading trend of slovenly hosts,
and vulgar content that have come to typify “TV”
the world over.
Lucy Worsley …
James Fox …
The opportunity to see two particular BBC historians
presenting, (for me, via the Internet),
their respective television programmes,
has left me actually overwhelmed with a sense of gratitude.
No, not for the well-done production
relating to two topics of profound interest to me –
But, rather, for the personal efforts made by both
presenters … in their personal appearance.
Seeing each of them was, for me,
to have been transported back to the time
when a certain aspect of society was so routine
– back then ! … that I took it for granted;
and whose utter obliteration from the world, subsequently,
I have never ceased to lament –
throughout the last thirty years especially.
Both presenters hosted their respective programmes
dressed like the respectable men and women
amidst whom I was raised.
Unlike the slovenly ‘blue jeans’ androgyny
and downright scruffy carelessness that featured
in a few attempts to find historical viewing
over the past twenty years;
and unlike the (for me) insulting, vulgar
appallingly libidinous, low-cut attire clearly worn
to display the cleavage of several recent
women historians …
here was a man dressed like Any mature man
used to dress on a daily basis;
and a woman whose appearance is … well, Feminine.
It was the first time that I can recall being so
overwhelmed with appreciation and gratitude
at Anything that was produced for the medium of television
– an invention that has spent its entire existence
obliterating the concept of the mother-at-home-family,
while at the same time, making vulgarity, violence,
promiscuity, and vacuity “normal” …
in the minds of all who view it.
Of course, I made the mistake of glancing down
to see the comments placed from the great mass
of the 21st century viewing public …
whose ingratitude shone forth
like some great advertisement
for all that is vicious, selfish, and ignorant.
“Why are you wearing a suit?” quipped one;
( It is a once-common concept that used to be known
as “Professionalism” )
several whined because the audio ‘dropped’ in places;
and more told the channel owner to take the video down
and re-upload it to suit their specifications.
Not one of these malignant ingrates had the self-discipline
to say … “Thank You.”
Which is precisely WHY these two presenters
have brought a bit of bitter-sweet cheer into my life –
“bitter-sweet” because, of course,
once the programmes have ended
you are back into the reality of modern human beings.
On these occasions, the BBC has set aside
its 21st century formula of profanity and lewdness,
to offer programme hosts who could have just stepped out
of the 1960’s that I so fondly recall and lament.
What a Pleasure – What a Relief.
Just to have had a ‘taste’ of the world
that I had the inestimable pleasure of experiencing
in my formative years.
A breath of pure, fresh air … rushing in to
the choking chamber of polluted, poisoned smog
in which one is now required to exist.
What an escape.
I believe, always, in saying ‘Thank You’ –
in giving credit where credit is due.
Sadly, it seems that I cannot thank the person
who ‘posted’ this video, as I would need a YouTube channel
in order to do so;
and, of course, I dare not thank the BBC – whose Division
of Corporate Greed known as “copyright infringement”
would almost certainly remove the videos from the Internet
since nothing can be simply ‘shared’ any more
without greed-mongers demanding money.
But, to those two specific presenters in particular:
Thank You; you have allowed me to escape,
( for a little while ) back to a world
that I so desperately miss – Thank you.
Whilst Miss Worsley’s dress is impeccable
in all her documentaries,
the young man is a new face for me …
and I wonder if I dare hope that this might
set a ‘trend’ for those who actually want to be
perceived as ‘professional’ –
to begin once again presenting themselves
as being mature enough, and competent enough,
to dress like adults
rather than ill-disciplined street urchins.
If not, and it transpires that this is but some
I am so very grateful to have experienced it.