Well, according to Stewart Lee they do.
But should horrible people be allowed to go to cool stuff and ruin it for nice people?
The risible article that follows pretty much sums up the puerile nature of the modern left. When I was in my twenties, I was a socialist – I grew up later – and I hated Margaret Thatcher. Had she gone to a Meatloaf concert during that time (okay, okay, bear with me on this one), unlike the reaction offered by Mr Lee, I would not have then thought about eschewing Mr Loaf’s records, I would have merely thought to myself that at least she had taste. And someone who likes Meatloaf can’t be all bad.
I appreciate that Stewart Lee is supposed to be a comedian so the piece is intended to be funny. However, like those other desperately unfunny paragons of left wing comedy, Charlie Brooker and Marcus Brigstock, he succeeds merely in coming across as childish and vacuous – although followers below the line will clap and honk like easily pleased sea lions being thrown a bucket full of rotten fish. It’s so laboured it leaves one struggling for breath and not because one’s sides are cracking. Rather, because one is weary of another schoolboyish article that is little more than: “Tories smell of poo!”
I don’t hold a torch for David Cameron. He is wrong an many things. Indeed, I dislike most politicians because they try to interfere in our lives and tell us what to do. I write about it and eviscerate their ideas. I would love to have the skill to be able to write cutting and funny satire. Unfortunately, much like Stewart Lee, I lack the talent. The difference being; I realise it.