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Tuesday 24 March 2009
What It Says On The Tin
If there's one thing that I really dislike it's false people.
This is especially true of the ever growing legion of 'non-celebrities' that are vomited from the bellies of the X-Factor, Britain's Got Talent (though judging from the program it's hiding it well) and the mother of all Z-list generators, Big Brother.
Almost without exception, every single one of the 'stars' who have emerged from the house have been false, pretentious, dull, and one-dimensional. They have their bad points, too.
However, the exception to this rule is the late Jade Goody.
I have to admit, when I first became aware of her I didn't much like her. I thought she was stupid, loud, obnoxious and a waste of skin and air. However, over the last half decade that she'e been in the public eye, and particularly in the last six months, I have developed a very real admiration for the woman, and it's all down to one quality that she possessed - she was genuine.
She never adopted any of the airs and graces that some celebrities do, thinking that just because there are column inches being written about them that they're any better than the rest of the population. Instead she just got on with doing what she did best, being Jade Goody.
In doing so, she changed in my mind from being another celebrity clinging to their fifteen minutes of fame by whatever means necessary (see pretty much every other ex-BB housemate) and instead devoted her energies to doing what she wanted, not what people told her.
I get the feeling that if we'd ever met, and shared a pint or two, that I'd have got on with her very well indeed. The courage and determination to do whatever she could to secure a bright future for her boys is something that scores very highly in my book, and I think that by doing so she has been an inspiration to a great many young women by somehow managing to retain her dignity while the cancer that killed her was doing its best to strip it from her.
At the end of the day she was my kind of person - what you saw was what you got, and if you didn't like what you saw then, frankly, she couldn't care less.
She wasn't perfect, but then she never claimed to be (but which of us is, if we're honest), but now that she's left this life behind, I can't help but think there's one less decent person among us.
My thoughts are with her family, and particularly her two boys, who as they grow up and understand who their mother was will see that she was genuine, she was funny, she was a much smarter cookie than people gave her credit for, and most of all, she was loved by a great many people.
Rest in peace, Jade.
This is especially true of the ever growing legion of 'non-celebrities' that are vomited from the bellies of the X-Factor, Britain's Got Talent (though judging from the program it's hiding it well) and the mother of all Z-list generators, Big Brother.
Almost without exception, every single one of the 'stars' who have emerged from the house have been false, pretentious, dull, and one-dimensional. They have their bad points, too.
However, the exception to this rule is the late Jade Goody.
I have to admit, when I first became aware of her I didn't much like her. I thought she was stupid, loud, obnoxious and a waste of skin and air. However, over the last half decade that she'e been in the public eye, and particularly in the last six months, I have developed a very real admiration for the woman, and it's all down to one quality that she possessed - she was genuine.
She never adopted any of the airs and graces that some celebrities do, thinking that just because there are column inches being written about them that they're any better than the rest of the population. Instead she just got on with doing what she did best, being Jade Goody.
In doing so, she changed in my mind from being another celebrity clinging to their fifteen minutes of fame by whatever means necessary (see pretty much every other ex-BB housemate) and instead devoted her energies to doing what she wanted, not what people told her.
I get the feeling that if we'd ever met, and shared a pint or two, that I'd have got on with her very well indeed. The courage and determination to do whatever she could to secure a bright future for her boys is something that scores very highly in my book, and I think that by doing so she has been an inspiration to a great many young women by somehow managing to retain her dignity while the cancer that killed her was doing its best to strip it from her.
At the end of the day she was my kind of person - what you saw was what you got, and if you didn't like what you saw then, frankly, she couldn't care less.
She wasn't perfect, but then she never claimed to be (but which of us is, if we're honest), but now that she's left this life behind, I can't help but think there's one less decent person among us.
My thoughts are with her family, and particularly her two boys, who as they grow up and understand who their mother was will see that she was genuine, she was funny, she was a much smarter cookie than people gave her credit for, and most of all, she was loved by a great many people.
Rest in peace, Jade.
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