I used to write to Jim’ll Fix It regularly. I wanted to be a dump truck driver. He never replied and I hated him for it. Why couldn’t he have just fixed it for me to drive a dump truck? For the love of god why?
Now as the revelations of his paedophilia have been revealed I’ve never been so pleased that Jim Didn’t Fix it For Me!
I do have one question, one thought if you will, that’s been bugging the hell out of me since Jimmy Savile’s belated exposure:
Will this now end our teenager’s obsession and idolisation of stars?
When you think about it, if we don’t idolise stars then we give them no power over us and no power over the media and no power to abuse.
DO NOT for one minute think I’m suggesting that the victims of Jimmy Savile brought on themselves for idolising him.
In no way am I suggesting that.
What I’m trying to say is that I hope that the revelations of his absolute and total abuse of the power given to him because he was famous will stop us from hero-worshipping famous people.
Famous people are just like us, they’ve just been lucky enough to land a job in TV, movies, in a band, etc.
They’re not God, they’re not even godlike figures and they’re definitely not worthy of us thinking so highly of them.
Sometimes, they don’t even actually have any specific or special talent just the tenacity to climb the ladder of success. What exactly was Jimmy Savile’s great talent?
The famous people we so casually let into our lives through the TV and film industry and the music industry come from all walks of life. We know little of their upbringings except what they choose we should know. We know only what they tell us about their beliefs and morals and ethics. And we only ever see the face they want us to see.
The rest is well hidden. Just like the rapist who everyone said was just a regular, nice bloke or the paedophile round the corner who nobody paid any attention to because he looked so normal.
The violent and emotional abusers in life who people struggle to believe could do such terrible things because they seemed so nice.
They’re the famous people staring out from your TV that you or your child or your teenager adores and thinks can do no wrong. They’re the singers that fill your house with music and words that can move you to tears, make you feel like they know you.
But all you ever see of these people is what they want you to see.
So again, I ask my question:
Will Jimmy Savile’s exposure now end our teenagers idolisation and hero-worship of stars?
PS I heard a rumour that the freelance journalist who broke the Jimmy Savile story tried to sell it to the nationals in December but they wouldn’t touch it. Why? The Leveson Inquiry.