The End of Robert

Claire has given Robert his marching orders, and he is more than happy to go. Officially the story is that Robert wanted to go and find a flat with more Christian flatmates. But this was coming from Claire, and I'm not sure if I can take her word on this matter. Not that I don't trust her, I just doubt her ability to maintain any semblance of tact. I did see Robert last night, however, so Claire did not kill him and bury him in the backyard. I nearly did, however, when he started talking to me about his religious faith and how he was going up to Hamilton for a Christian rave. I don't know why this irritates me. While I'm not a fan (in any sense of the word) of Christian music, I should be able to tolerate it. Rage Against The Machine, while not being religious, pushes a certain world view and in that sense the two brands of music are comparable. Rage, for me, is brilliant, Christian rock makes me want to scream. Perhaps it is a hangover from the time when rock was the medium for anti-establishment rebels and the renegades who flocked to their concerts. I'm aware of the possibility that I'm being supremely hypocritical. It is a possibility. But if someone else was going to that festival I don't think I would have a problem with it. The issue is not, after all the pro's and con's of Christian music (which is not rock 'n' roll), but that I would rather be using Robert to fertilise my tomatoes.

Must see film - Bob Roberts. Classy. And a doco to look for is The Corporation