Mr Fry, when not using every avenue and orifice available to promote himself online, even on his own website which is little more than a shop front for his own snooty wares, is, at least consistent in maintaining an odious demeanour that few can match.
Selflessly, without fear of consequences, I’ve just stepped onto his website and what a dearth of fun that was.
Here’s what you can expect ...
On Twitter Fry writes;
“But now the pool is stagnant. It is frothy with scum, clogged with weeds and littered with broken glass, sharp rocks and slimy rubbish. If you don’t watch yourself, with every move you’ll end up being gashed, broken, bruised or contused. Even if you negotiate the sharp rocks you’ll soon feel that too many people have peed in the pool for you to want to swim there any more. The fun is over.”
On Mocking religions, he continues;
“Whether it is deluded pricks chanting Christian slogans like Anders Behring Breivik in Oslo or deluded pricks chanting Islamic ones like Said and Charif Kouachi in Paris the result is the same: in this breast at least arises even more, as if that were possible, contempt for the dumb, semi-literate, ill-founded, unreasoned drivel that forms the basis of their juvenile, crazed and self-defeating actions.”
And On Trump, he opines;
“For taking the name of the priceless mausoleum of Agra, one of the beauties and wonders of the world, for that alone Donald Trump should be stripped naked and whipped with scorpions all along the boardwalk. It is as if a giant toad has raped a butterfly.”
The man oozes poison routinely and effortlessly; reminding me, in some ways, of a bitter Kenneth Williams, (of Carry On fame), a man who was equally as vitriolic; something we discovered when his own diaries went to press back in the early 90's.