Wednesday, 12 July 2006

NIGHT MORES

As nights go, that one certainly took its time...

Too much pain (has the 13-pill-a-day cocktail lost its efficacy after just two days?); too many bad dreams (full-bloodied, gore-spattered, X-rated, wake-up screaming stuff without even the reassuring presence of Peter Cushing); and far too far from dawn to do anything remotely useful...

Momentary relief - gratefully received at 3.00 am - in the form of an e-mail from fellow member of Insomniacs Reunited (and, incidentally, Creative Giant) John van der Put.

Otherwise, a vast desert of sand from a broken hour-glass...

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Not only that, but Surgery-Leaflet-Syndrome continues unabated.

Please consider the following...


Now what I want to know is this...

Are the people depicted on these publications actually SUFFERING from the condition described?

"Of course not!" You mock. Well, then, fair enough... But if, in fact, they are just photographic models doing a job, does the agency that gets them the gig have an obligation to tell them where their mug-shots are going to end up? And, if so, are there preferential rates if you model for particularly unpleasant or socially unacceptable diseases?

And what about the after-effects? My Mum once had a long conversation with former TV-newsreader, Andrew Gardner, in a shop, thinking he was someone she knew; so, does Mr-Face-of-British-Genital-Herpes have to put up with genuine herpes-sufferers (albeit now on the road to recovery, thanks to his valuable work on the leaflet) accosting him - even, perhaps, asking for his autograph - when he's pushing his shopping-trolley round Tesco's?

2 comments:

Phil said...

Maybe they ARE suffering from those medical conditions, and the small portions of their faces shown in the leaflets are the only remaining areas of unaffected tissue...

Strange that 'unaffected upper left face' should be a symptom of both genital herpes and syphilis.

Scrooge said...

Well the other side of this is that the models may WANT to be recognised because its the only 'fame' they have ever had.Recently I met a retired cricketer who was SO glad to be recognised I was obliged to spend thirty minutes in the darkest recesses of my memory recalling what snippets of his career I could. Imagine the embarassment of being buttoned-holed in the supermarket by the rather intense would-be actors on the front cover of your leaflets...."And of course the OTHER thing that was interesting about the Genital Herpes job was....."