Politics aside, Russell Brand's essay about Margaret Thatcher in The Guardian is a wonderful, thoughtful and imminently readable piece of writing. After encountering the late former British P.M. watering flowers in a public garden, he reflects back on growing up under Thatcher’s government. I have had no particular feelings one way or the other about Russell Brand before reading this. Now, however, Russell Brand: count me a new fan. One among likely many, many new fans.
Perhaps my early apathy and indifference are a result of what Thatcher deliberately engendered, the idea that “there is no such thing as society”, that we are alone on our journey through life, solitary atoms of consciousness. Or perhaps it was just because I was a little kid and more interested in them Weetabix skinheads, Roland Rat and Knight Rider. Either way, I’m an adult now and none of those things are on telly any more so there’s no excuse for apathy.
Here is a 2009 FA interview with him which I am going to go listen to later.