Handsome Is As Handsome Does
I don’t watch a lot of television. Not because I don’t want to. There’s far too much to do parked in front of my computer. When I do have a TV fest it’s generally in the form of an omnibus or pre-recorded programmes in a series that I can watch in a bunch. The last lot was Come Dine With Me. I’m not sure when these particular episodes actually aired, but my lateness for everything is not a secret, so I’m not particularly worried about that.
The one that really got my attention came from Worcester in the UK – I think. The two guys on this one included Tony James AKA Blobbie Williams, of the group Take Fat (think Robbie Williams of Take That) and some other fellow whose actual name I don’t remember, because of the awful vision of him coming down the stairs wearing a Roman soldier’s outfit, and intoning, “I am Spartacus.” The real Spartacus must have been doing cartwheels in his lonely corner of some foreign field somewhere. With apologies to the real one, that’s the only name I remember. So. Spartacus introduced himself as a fitness fiend. Fair enough. Pan to shots of him on the treadmill and lifting weights.
Blobbie Williams on the other hand doesn’t have it in his best interests to be doing that sort of thing. He cultivates the cuddly. Again. Fair enough. He’s cute enough, and I certainly wouldn’t be indisposed to heading off for a nice night out with him if I wasn’t already spoken for. He’s a nice guy. And he has a gorgeous voice. There’s another thing. People with gorgeous voices generally don’t spend their evenings crying into microwave macaroni. If Stephen Tyler didn’t have such a heavenly voice, I’m not so sure how well he’d score. Then again, he too is a nice guy, so I’m thinking he’d do alright also. But you get my point, I’m sure. Anyway.
Throughout the programme, this Spartacus guy not only insulted everyone’s food, but focused quite intently on young Blobbie’s lack of a sixpack. He rudely brought up the subject of weight right the way through. This culminated in him putting a sign around Blobbie’s neck that said “Chubbers”, and giving him a pig mask to put on. What?! Really? At the same time Spartacus donned a zebra mask and made disturbing horse-like noises while standing there and proving that all the exercise in the world can’t make you sexy – or give you a sixpack for that matter. Keep your clothes on dude! When he whipped out a paper stencil of a dormouse so that he could carve chicken breasts into these shapes for his starters I realised that all was probably not well in the universe of Spartacus. But still, that’s no excuse for being that mean. What a pity that we can’t gather all the nasty people up on an island somewhere so that they can all get their jollies being crap to each other.
It all ended well in this case, because the two lovely ladies on the programme each scored our gorgeous Blobbie perfect tens, and the Spartacus tool came last. Blobbie is a confident guy. Even if he did feel a twinge of hurt at this pathetic guy’s attempts at humour, I’m not thinking that he lost any sleep at all. He also behaved like a perfect gentleman, proving that he was indeed the best man in the room. I only hope that he never forgave that fool and made friends with him after all that.
The problem for me here is that Spartacus is swanning around in the real world now being nasty to others, who might not be strong enough to deal with being so bullied, and end up heading too far south into pain. Clearly he has issues. I’m guessing that whenever that episode aired there would probably have been a little shouting from viewers, so hopefully he’s gone into therapy and figured out why it is that he believes that being mean to others would make him look so hot. Implants might help in the sixpack department, but that kind of viciousness is not going to win friends and influence people. Not the kind of people I’d want to hang out with anyway.
Other people’s personal appearance is not your business. You may not like their looks, whether they were born that way, cultivate it, or are thin or not so thin. Regardless. If your opinion is negative or horrible, keep it to yourself. Spartacus could only be cute if he was nice. Really beautiful people have no need to make sure that everyone in the room is made aware of the fact that anyone else there is less gorgeous. Their beauty stands for itself, and hopefully not only on the outside.
Till next time friends. xxx
