“…Once again, Lost in Showbiz must take up its well-thumbed copy of the Book of Revelation …
… and search through the apocalypse harbingers for the words:…
… “And it shall come to pass that Jeremy Kyle shall imagine himself a serious thinker . . . ”
Jeremy, of course, has always taken himself seriously.
How could he not?
His job is revealing the results of DNA tests on telly.
That’s the adorable thing about babies: they’re too stupid to have even heard about release forms.
No matter that a judge famously described his programme as “human bear-baiting” …
… or that ITV has had to issue a litany of excruciating denials about how guests are treated before going on air …
… my favourite being their response to accusations that they fired up some of them with booze.
With exquisite indignance, the network chuntered: “Two of the guests were given alcohol to counteract withdrawal symptoms.”
Ah, I see. Do forgive the error.
Now, with a US version of his chatshow in the pipeline … Jeremy’s self-confidence remains undimmed.
You may care to know that the trait he most deplores in himself is “people-pleasing”.
Asked recently what the worst thing anyone had ever said to him was, he revealed: “A rent-a-yob once bellowed, ‘Oi, Kyle, you’re a cunt!’ through my car window as my then teenage daughter sat frozen beside me.”
Can you bear it?
The coarsening of public life must be a particular agony for the steward of shows such as Brother, I’ll Prove I’m the Father of Your Ex-Girlfriend’s Baby.
Indeed, perhaps it is this puritan zeal that is driving Jeremy in increasingly ambitious directions…” (cont..)
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