STAR TREK: THE WRATH OF KEN
During our recent enforced layover in the Northern segment of the South-Eastern Quadrant, Ensign Precocious Youth asked me to explain 'satire' to him & whether in my opinion 'satire' was dead. And of course Satire is not dead. It's merely tuckered out and lying gasping on the chaise- longue over there demanding mint juleps. Or should that be mints julep? One never knows. And what's buggered Satire ? Real life, that's what. It's just impossible for your common-or-garden satirist to keep up with a world where a fake Taliban negotiator takes the UN for a bucketful of cash. Satire, as most of you will know, originated in Ancient Rome & was developed by two key figures - Pliny the Elder and Frankie Howerd. Modern satire, or satire as we recognise it today, is of course named after the famous French humorist Jean-Paul Satire who kicked the whole thing off with his seminal comic work EVERYTHING IS BAD, THERE IS NO GOD, & I'VE RUN OUT OF...