Piers Morgan and The Cunning Brits, a 21st Century Lesson

by Scott Morales

Okay, raise your hand if you want to punch this guy? I know I’m not alone.

I’m not a big TV culture guy. I don’t know who’s on American Idol, I don’t know if members of Jersey Shore are still jiggling in camera shot down the sodden crumbling Jersey boardwalk (I’ve seen pictures of the actresses) or not, and I’m not sure if BJ replacing Trapper was a good move and if the series will last. So, if some living TV canker sore is irritating me, it must be irritating millions.

This particular crusty irritant is Piers Morgan. A Brit expatriate that found himself on our shores and decided to “entertain” us with his insight, opinions, and malodorous smuggery.

At first, this sniveling, snide Brit had me questioning the intellectual capacity and sincerity of those occupying the land that once produced Locke, Newton, and the maladjusted Hobbes. I used to side with the Brits on a lot of issues and gave them an unusual degree of deference in most quarrels, e.g., the Falklands, Belfast, soccer hooliganism etc. It was due to the commonality of our cultures, language, the history, and, as I stated, the thinkers (esp. Locke, you can’t like Jefferson without liking Locke, unless you’re into some weird slave tryst play action–and I don’t buy the Sally Hemmings thing at all btw, but that’s for some other time).  Now I see another aspect, a really impressive characteristic that deserves more consideration.

Of course I’ve given the British much intellectual respect as most honest people in Western civilization, but I haven’t appreciated, respected, or even recognized the brilliance of their survival instinct. I’ve come to realize that they’re more cunning than I’ve given them credit for. They’re just as maladjusted, loathsome, and self-interested as the rest of us, but they’re survivors. How else can you explain the dim curtain of flawed reality cascading down on such a historically amusing and entertaining culture? A country that once exported entertainment brilliance in the form Monty Python, Fawlty Towers, and Black Adder (not to mention the classics that well predate my lifetime) is now reduced to exporting a slimy, loquacious, self absorbed, freshly pinched stretch of walking corn mottled excrement. Why? Survival! Can you live with Piers Morgan popping up and inducing intestinal reflux day after day? You’re finding out that the answer to that question is a resounding, “NO”! And if you’re a morally founded society that can’t just kill somebody, and that somebody is as excruciatingly torturous as PM (isn’t it funny how close that is to BM? Coincidence or the result of a keen sense of parental awareness?) then what would you do? Export him that’s what. Send him out to sea, tell him there’s a place in a far, far distant land that will recognize and appreciate his brilliance (so you lie, big deal, it’s about surviving with your morals intact), and ship him off.

This is the lesson we need to learn today. Our greying stepfather still has lessons to teach, and we should seize this opportunity, follow his lesson, and rid ourselves of something truly horrible and unbearable. We’re now in the position the Brits were just a few years back, so lets do as they did and get rid of this human skidmark. Pass him on, like a steaming hot potato but with fetid putrescence that would make hog blush.

Hey Australia, check this guy out! He’s fantastic!

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  • C. dog e. doG

    Excellent tight-rope walk over the Granite Grock rule book. I doff my cap. And I dare say, Australia is the place that will unequivocally welcome this unctuous A-wipe given that it has already disarmed itself in expectation of the King of Blather’s arrival. Hope he doesn’t fall flat on his fanny.
    – C. dog sidestepping rules, regs, and misplaced inferences

    • Scott Morales

      Why thank you sir. He is vile isn’t he.

    • granitegrok

      Ah, shucks, C.dog, he mighta been peering over the horned-rims at that rope line – but plenty a stride wide of it.

      You’re welcome to see how close of a post you can walk up to that edge – can you come within a millimeter? A nano-meter?

      (Mon Dieu, what have I just done??)

      • C. dog e. doG

        Hmmm, no narker am I of a fellow streaming down the sideline with a ref nearby, but dare I exclaim what lurks within the pile left by a writer of such strong moral fiber as our Scott Morales? Alas, I do not, but will reserve your challenge for a rainy day 🙂
        – C. dog, mon Dieu indeed

  • If he’s not here to defend “your rights as Englishmen”, as understood by our founders, then he is a visitor who has outstayed his welcome. Begone, foul vermin, treasonous tool of tyrants, begone!

    • Scott Morales

      Begone indeed, Piers, you nauseating cretin!

    • Well, there is other British tele that is damn good…Like David Jason in, “A Touch of Frost” My all time favorite is Michael Kitchens in “Foyle’s War” Good UK Crime Dramas…Not like the chewing gum for the eyes you see on TV here…But lets face it, Piers Morgan is a consummate rent-boy wanker.

      • C. dog e. doG

        Now I know where you get your witty Britishcisms, or is that anglicisms?
        – C. dog

      • GuntherSorenson

        Let us take Morgan on a Bear Hunt in Värmland Sweden. Given the food, the cold, the snow and the ice he could have his own small come to Jesus minute.

        • No whiners….sorry…and there is no place for his to have his manicures…Han är en feminin

  • Tim from Nashua

    CNN seems intent on making him into the ‘next’ Keith Olbermann. The MSM has taken notes from WWE, and Pierce Morgan is their ‘Heel-of-the-month’.

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