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Tuesday 18 January 2011

Gordon Ramsey - Wrinkly, Balding Cook.


The thing I hate about Gordon Ramsey is he wants to be really macho which is pathetic in itself but really pathetic when he has chosen to spend his days fannying about with custards and croutons. Cooking, maybe artistic but macho it ain't - however you dress it up, and there is nothing wrong with that. So just fuck off GR with all swearing and macho posturing being on a program called "Shark Bait!" changes nothing.


The title, suggested he was somehow going to be, well -shark bait! I was dreaming of visions of the craggy faced, potty mouth being sliced into tiny pieces and fed to millions of baby sharks, leaving only his transplanted hair, that smug grin and his forehead skin so Keith Richards can have a scrotum transplant. Did he? Did he fuck. He ponced about with a film crew, looking for soup.


The programme tried to give the air that GR was in mortal danger, "we better go before we get shot." No! Stay. I want to see you pistol whipped and made to piss yourself. Try telling a gun toting Taiwanese gangster to "fuck off," instead of a brow beaten cook in a failing restaurant, you bullying, twat. Next he ran away when a little old lady made she made a phone call. He wanted us to think she was calling in the heavies, but she was probably having a chat with her mates. Telling them that a patronising, fucktard was on her roof acting like a complete cunt.

Gordon, son, you need to think things through a little bit, before you go to other countries. Your investigative journalistic skills are somewhat impaired by talking English to everyone you meet. Asking them, "do you speak English?" and then not waiting for an answer before asking them questions, in Englis- makes you look like a moron; an arrogant, patronising moron, with a big bit of moral high ground rammed up your arse. Also, a black car slowing down to look at a film crew and then parking does not equal gangsters. I noticed after you made some vacuous comment about a "big black car, with blacked out windows," suggesting it meant trouble, the edit switched - maybe, just before your producer got out with veal sandwiches.


I don't want to see a spineless, bully going anywhere to raise awareness about anything, especially abroad, to pass judgement on an element of an industry that has so many issues to address. The fact that Ramsey's own restaurants churn out over priced nosh for people with more money than sense and probably serves, veal, foie gras and boils lobsters alive is not irrelevant. Neither is the fact that he backs the production of foie gras. He gets all watery eyed at a turtle being caught with a hook, but is happy to catch, kill and eat a puffin's raw heart on "The F Word."

Just face that fact Ramsey, you are a bundle of deluded, hypocritical, contradictions, your media persona is revolting and you should stay in the kitchen - with the door firmly closed. Stop trying to fool us into thinking you are a tough guy because you swear a lot and have run a marathon or two. Accept that fact you make cakes for a living and suck it up.


The slaughter of sharks for their fins is wasteful. "Finning" while the shark is alive is barbaric, but it is just one of many forms of animal cruelty, carried out daily, all over the world. Sharks need protecting as do many other things. But Gordon Ramsey is not man for the job. Stick to frying eggs and opening tins you twat.