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A lot of people tend to regard UK motoring journalist Jeremy Clarkson as a first-rate nonsense-spouting lout.
Well, I'd agree that some of the things the man does is just so bizarre (must be an English thing - being stuck in never-ending bad weather with only hot water bottles for company must drive them to insanity), like the time when he refurbished a perfectly good car with, of all things, a fireplace. But above all, I think Clarkson is a comedic genius.
He's a refreshing change from the typical car reviewer that blabbers on about things the average person knows nothing about. Who cares about torque or... torque. See? I write for Mail Motor and even I know no other terms besides torque! Normal people like me, we just want to know the important stuff: Like if the car comes with cup holders or not because
normal people, they drink Coke in their cars when they do the whole Sunday Driving thing.
Anyway, I am pretty much in awe of how Clarkson manages to put down every single car ever manufactured, up to the point that even something as spectacular as the Rolls-Royce Drophead Coupe, sounds like it was something that was made to cart off farm animals in style - and gets away with it. The car companies aren't jumping in to sue him for all the
namecalling he has done and he still has his job, amazingly.
Right now, I'm reading Clarkson's take on the Alfa Romeo 147 GTA and the review starts off with him as a soft-toy selling salesman in a previous lifetime, some words of philosophy from some game show guy, and something about a car salesman and big genitals... I wonder where Clarkson is going with all these, but I don't really mind, because as ridiculous as the whole thing is, it's all quite hilarious.
Finally, Clarkson stops beating round the bush and I reach the part where he actually writes about the car. Predictably, it gets a horrible bashing from Mr Sarcasm.
You know what? Maybe the 'other people' were right all along.
Well, I'd agree that some of the things the man does is just so bizarre (must be an English thing - being stuck in never-ending bad weather with only hot water bottles for company must drive them to insanity), like the time when he refurbished a perfectly good car with, of all things, a fireplace. But above all, I think Clarkson is a comedic genius.
He's a refreshing change from the typical car reviewer that blabbers on about things the average person knows nothing about. Who cares about torque or... torque. See? I write for Mail Motor and even I know no other terms besides torque! Normal people like me, we just want to know the important stuff: Like if the car comes with cup holders or not because
normal people, they drink Coke in their cars when they do the whole Sunday Driving thing.
Anyway, I am pretty much in awe of how Clarkson manages to put down every single car ever manufactured, up to the point that even something as spectacular as the Rolls-Royce Drophead Coupe, sounds like it was something that was made to cart off farm animals in style - and gets away with it. The car companies aren't jumping in to sue him for all the
namecalling he has done and he still has his job, amazingly.
Right now, I'm reading Clarkson's take on the Alfa Romeo 147 GTA and the review starts off with him as a soft-toy selling salesman in a previous lifetime, some words of philosophy from some game show guy, and something about a car salesman and big genitals... I wonder where Clarkson is going with all these, but I don't really mind, because as ridiculous as the whole thing is, it's all quite hilarious.
Finally, Clarkson stops beating round the bush and I reach the part where he actually writes about the car. Predictably, it gets a horrible bashing from Mr Sarcasm.
You know what? Maybe the 'other people' were right all along.
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