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The Goldfish

There is a great comedy programme BBC Radio 4 called Genius, in which members of the public propose and argue for all sorts of weird ideas and each week one of them is judged as a Genius.

Here is the website:

If only you were over here, this would be perfect and you would undoubtly get to go on the show and be crowned Genius.


Goldfish! You have The Vision!!! Clearly!

Since the program you have brought to my attention is on the radio not requiring a specific physical location in order to facilitate appearance, and since I don't see (without coffee in me or my glasses on) any prohibition regarding nation of residence, just a request for a phone number, I think I could apply. Sadly, my temperature is down to 99.5°F this morning, and as it has fallen, my fence of middle-aged, middle-class, suburban American inhibitions -- such as they are -- has risen. However, I am happy to appoint you as my worthy messenger! If you want to enter the idea yourself, feel free!

Remember it's not about others recognizing me, specifically, as a Genius; it's about improving THE WORLD.


cough, cough


P. S. -- I absolutely love the idea of the breathalyzer cellphone "to stop you from making regrettable calls." Seems fitting to mention it here, somehow. ;)


You are wonderful, even when you have a fever and your brain is foggy. Get well, but keep the visions flowing! It's the secret of all art.


Thank you, my friend. :) I hope to be back here running off at the fingertips again after another day or so of tea and naps.

And I've actually been thinking about how much of the world's art has been created by, about, and for fevered people. Starving people. Tubercular people. Syphilitic people. Sleepless people. Know what I mean?

I've been contemplating that the last couple of days while perched upon my pillow hill in the pleasant land of counterpane, besieged with ideas. Sort of inevitable, I suppose.

The Goldfish

I seem to remember they did have at least one American on a previous series. Perhaps you could apply and ask for expenses? I mean, it is the BBC! ;-)

(Perhaps in other circumstances I would be extremely honoured to enter on your behalf, but alas I think I may have as much hope of making it to studio in London as you do...)


Goldfish, I believe the guests on this particular show appear by telephone. (They can do that 'cause it's radio.)

I love radio. No hair or makeup.


Love the commuter hot tub idea. You could show up at work all shrivelly and sleepy. Hm. Maybe by the looks of some of my colleagues this already exists?

Which reminds me of being in commuter (after work) traffic in LA years ago (biz trip) and noticing that several cars we inched past were driven by drivers who were smoking joints.


You SEE? You SEE? If people are going to do THAT while driving, this really doesn't seem like all that much of a stretch!

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