I can’t say I’m heartbroken that Jerry Springer died today. Everything about his ‘show’ was cynical and life-denying, especially in the way he tried to promote himself as part of the solution rather than part of the problem. Instead of helping people to address their personal problems, with empathy and compassion, the Jerry Springer Show was just a bear-pit, with a psyched-up audience revelling in every slanging match and choreographed punch-up. Springer would stand to one side, pretending to be appalled at the mayhem… as though he wasn’t responsible for what was happening.
Something must have happened in Petworth too, because I’ve sold half a dozen pix this month of Lombard Street: hopefully a gallery opening rather than a brutal murder…
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