As an aside...

Nothing whatsoever to do with the usual subject matter of this blog. Just a rant about some moronic celebrity: Bonehead, aka Bono, naka Paul Hewson, lead 'singer' with the bafflingly popular beat combo Youtoo (u2 in txt spk).

Apparently, this tuneless wally was present at the inauguration of Barrack Obarmy as the Leader of the Free World, although I didn't see it meself as I don't have a telly because I am convinced that cathode rays are harmful to the brain.

Why is this absurd poseur treated with such reverence? Who gives a flying witches' fart what a bejewelled and bewhiskered berk thinks about anything? If he is so worried about Africa why don't him and his ridiculous chums 'The Edge' 'Stingo' 'Bingo' and 'Bongo' buy the wretched gaff?

Of course Bonehead himself doesn't pay any tax, unlike the poor mugs who buy his dismal records. I'm sick of being preached at by a geezer in diamond earrings, a comedy hat and permanent sunglasses. Does he ever take them off? He looks like an identikit dickhead. I wonder if they all come off at the same time, like one of those grotesque masks with the nose attached to the glasses? Is his mrs. not embarrassed stepping out with such a popinjay? What does she call him? Paul? Nobo? Is she allowed to talk to him at all?

He is so far up his own posterior that he considers his ludicrous clobber to be 'iconic' (I'll wager he doesn't know what it means). He sued the silly cow who was hired as the group's 'image consultant' after she made off with his stetson, earrings, and a pair of his bins, on the grounds that they were 'icons of popular culture'. And he won! You couldn't make it up.

He also has a website that asks if we can 'make poverty history'. I've been making poverty history for ages, its not hard. Lets make Bonehead history instead. Not only is he a khunt, he's a khuntish khunty khunt khunt. And they are the worst kind. I must sign off now, as my keyboard is taking such a pounding that I fear it will break any minu