All Hail the BBC

I’m proud to say I’m British. Throughout history this great nation has led the way with it’s artistic, cultural and political achievement.

I could list countless icons, all of whom hold a unique place in defining history. Our language, art, architecture, philosophy, poetry and literature has influenced and shaped the modern world, and we continue to lead the way with our brilliance.

One shining example of continued British excellence can be found in every home, easily accessed by simply grabbing the remote and switching on John Logi Baird’s revolutionary invention. The British Broadcating Corporation entertains and enligtens millions of Britains on a daily basis. In fact through all elements of broadcast the BBC excels – It occupies the number 1 position not only on our TV remotes, but also on our car stereos, laptop browsers and smartphone applications.

Last night I watched the concluding part of Sebastian Faulk’s Birdsong on BBC1. If any were needed, it was a glowing reminder of everything great about the BBC; emotional, powerful and stunningly produced – I sat and watched from within the WWI trenches for 1.5hrs yesterday evening. It is a war I have never studied, but I now plan to learn about – this is the power that the BBC can both hold and wield.

And it’s not just their dramas, I am genuinely excited every time an advert emerges for a “major new documentary” – I instantly hit the series link button. I credit David Attenborough with most of my knowledge of the natural world, he has single-handedly helped me win a number of pub quizzes, in fact with Dave’s help I have easily generated considerably more income than the cost of the annual TV licence! I don’t care if some of it was filmed in Edinburgh Zoo…

But I keep hearing that dreadful unwelcome phrase – “BBC cutbacks”

I’m confident that a large proportion of the proud British public would happily accept a small increase in their licence fee if the BBC promised to maintain their current top standards. So come on Sir David, make a public plea and drive some more support for this Great British institution…and if you ever need any help from commuterblog feel free to ask (I live just round the corner form your brother).

Friday 27th Jan: Monty vs. Muzza

I work for a Central London sports agency…and roughly ten months ago we moved to a spacious new home. One of the important relocation requests was a complete view of high-spec LCD flat-screens throughout the office – for our work demands that visual sport is always very accessible!

Therefore I am lucky enough to digitally spectate at all major daily sporting events.

But today the sport on offer threw up a distinct and controversial cultural choice: on the BBC Andy Murray was fighting for a place in a major final (the Aussie Open), while on SkySports Monty Panesar looked to demolish the Pakistani top order.

I could have a clear view of one big sporting spectacle, but which should I choose?And Monty and Muzza could not be more different…

Andy is a unique talent who always fights passionately to take his place within the tennis elite. In many ways he is desperately unlucky – his professional generation has arguably provided the greatest ever champions in his field; but still he battles to prove his value and create his own legacy within the sport.

But without doubt he is painfully dull –  He has never connected with the British public and his dour, demure personality riles many and disconnects most.

Monty, on the other hand, has managed to establish himself as a cultural and sporting icon. He is far from the greatest player of his generation, he is not even England’s best current spinner. But Monty has always comfortably connected with the wider British public – we all respect him and we love to watch him skip down the wicket with every celebration. He is consistently excitable, passionate and unique.

In reality the choice was easy…we could watch another difficult, frustrating and disappointing Murray defeat or another inspiring, fun-filled Monty celebration – which would you choose?