How to Study Television

As a practicing journalist I have to weep cry & snarl over this pathetic ragbag of has been do goodingout of date idiotic meanderings. This book ismediocrity writ large & written in the sky in capitalneons: tracers blaze & searchlights fan the horizon...And who are "Keith" & "Ron" anyhow?Snivelling academic hacks without asemblance of talent or a smidgin of balls, too scaredto even try to seduce let alone educate theirstudents. And Southampton Institute? What is that? Itis where Cowdery cowers. It is where he hides. Behinda barrage of wittering excuses, a fog of winsomeindispositions, clouds and clouds of cute mannerisms and tiresome pretensions. A man relentlessly jogging along the pomo Southampton quayside, gloomy in his cups, a dab hand at the "wounded butterfy" school of acting. A man broken on the wheel of academic life. A man of consummate bad faith cowering behind PC platitudes and ugly spectacles. A manwho, together with Keef, would be better off sweepingthe streets than inflicting this drivel on meejastoodents. Toss this book to one side. Use it to lightcigars. Do not read even one word. It is that poor.