We Can Be Heroes!

Amy W’s heroic little skanky punctured toes…
her parents must be so proud.
I find the concept of heroes completely ridiculous. “Hero” is a word often misused. No more so than today when a media fodder poll came out where under 25′s were asked who their heroes were.Clearly those respondents never really thought about what they were being asked.

To me, a hero is someone who carries out actual acts of heroics, not in a- “quick take a photo of me shaking hands with a wet leper, but have a Johnson’s anti-bac wipe ready for after” kind-of-a-way, but in the other way that does not involve TV telethons or Hello magazine.

Now, I’ve long since come to the conclusion that the majority of folks are eejits and really, it’s best just to accept the fact and move on, but it seems that most people polled claimed that Amy Winehouse and Pete Docherty were their respective heroine and hero. Maybe they heard the word heroine wrong?

“Excuse me madam, who is your favourite heroine?”

“Right, favourite heroin user, erm…tough one. I always liked that Courtney Love, but she’s cleaned herself up now so maybe she doesn’t count, and well, Sid Vicious is dead, so erm, I suppose it’d have to be Amy Winehouse, yeah, put me down for Winehouse. She’s probably my number one dragon chaser, these days.”

You don’t need me to outline why Amy ‘n’ Pete are not heroes. The results of this poll mainly adds fuel to my misanthropic claim above.

Put the deeds of Amy and Pete onto any non-famous person and we’re looking at primo examples of the dregs of society.

Can you imagine your teenage kid saying, “Mrs W from next door is my hero because even though she’s fucked on heroin all day, and her man’s in chokey for perverting the course of justice, she still manages to get her eyeliner on straight and inject skag into her toes whilst wearing a tight mini-skirt and not spilling any of her brandy and ginger at the same time!”

Or,

“Mr D from down the road is my hero cause even though he’s a total junkie who has done next to bugger all in his career, he’s really keeping his head down in jail, so that he can get back on the streets soon to score some decent junk. What an inspiration!”

I don’t know any real heroes, but since we’re playing fast and loose with the term “hero”, I know of one man who is today carrying out a minor heroic act.

Today Meeester is appearing in a fashion show for some school charity thing. He’s always being asked to do stuff like this. He puts it down to his general gorgeousness.


He picked up his outfit from one of the show’s sponsoring clothes shops yesterday. It is a brown and orange striped long-sleeved polo shirt, and tan, “Dad-wear”, pleated-front slacks. He says they are both made of polyurethane and when he tried them on, his reflection in the mirror made him want to die.

” I looked like a 65 year old man on Christmas morning”, he said.

But as the show must go on and he is the mere eye-candy destined only to show off these garments to his best ability, he will wear them with aplomb.

And presumably deal with the skin rash they will inevitably cause in a timely fashion.

Go Zoolander, you’re my nylon clad “hero”! (Watch out for static build-up…)

April 23, 2008. heroes, media bollocks, Meeester, Winehouse. Leave a comment.

Grey Toon Hero


I am a great defender of Aberdeen. It is my adopted home town, and unlike many of the born and bred residents, I am aware of just how lucky I am to live here.

“The Guardian” has caught onto this fact and this week in their Weekend supplement, the “Let’s Move to” feature concentrates on my lovely, if cold, little city.

The article says, “..the city is spick and span with more parks and municipal borders than it knows what to do with”. Too true. The city doesn’t win “Britain in Bloom” every flipping year for no reason.

I could go on for hours about how great my town is, but I want to pay tribute to someone, who shall remain anonymous who risked all to make Aberdeen a perfect crime free place to live; my friend, the Community Warden Blogger. Unfortunately, you can no longer read their blog as, being critical of the new Council policy of stripping the successful and much respected Community Wardens of their links with Grampian Police, the blog ( A Community Warden’s Day) has been taken down. But not before the local papers wrote an excellent article about the blogger and their whistleblowing activities.

Community Wardens help make Aberdeen a safe place to live. As the on-the-street eyes and ears of law enforcement, the wardens worked together with the police, and together they were well on the way to having street crime nigh-on licked.

Now, sent out to face the troublemakers of Aberdeen without police back up and proper radios, these guys and girls are defenceless and under threat of attack, as they simultaneously have to gain the trust of the community whilst at the same time fining folk for dog fouling and parking violations.

Their bosses are no longer the police force, with all their databases, experience and communications systems, but the beleaguered and much criticised City Council, who have no such systems and who seem to think revenue from parking tickets is more important than crime prevention.

Community Warden blogger, I salute you and hope that your bravery in bringing this travesty to wider public attention, will get the ailing and inept City Cooncil to rethink their ridiculous strategy which strikes me as being akin to peeing in your own canoe.

Many at Grampian Police agree with the Community Warden Blogger, I believe. Some of them read this blog, as do a couple of councillors, so they may have comments to make.

But for me, this little quote from one of the teen residents of a choice area of toon, speaks volumes,

“Aye, they are alright. They gie ye intae trouble but they always find yer chory* bikes.”

The wardens do the jobs that the Police don’t have time to do and in so doing are a real part of the community.

Read the excellent article about the Community Warden’s Blog here.

Aaaah…. the power of blogging!

* (Chory = stolen)

April 19, 2008. Aberdeen City Council, crime, heroes, police, short-sightedness. Leave a comment.

Will John Smeaton ever have to buy his own drinks again?

I just couldn’t let this go by. The most effective message to terrorists yet, don’t mess with the Glaswegians!

If you missed this on ITN on Sunday night, then it is my absolute pleasure to bring you John Smeaton. Word to Gordy, Home Secretary’s job, perhaps?

One other thing. It gives me great joy to remove the Alan Johnston button from my blog. Welcome home Alan! The news this morning made me cry.

July 3, 2007. baggage handlers, Glasgow, heroes, John Smeaton, terrorism. Leave a comment.

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