Letterbocks: the last bastion of incredulous obtuseness
One of the things that appeals most to me is the outright stupidity inherent in a lot of the material in it. The “Top Tips” is always a favourite, however I’m a massive fan of “Letterbocks”. It’s never clear whether any of the letters written in are real reader submissions, whether it’s all stuff dreamt up in Viz Towers, or a combination of both. What I definitely love though is the sheer arse-wittedness of most of the letters: often so stupid that you wonder why the person would have bothered going to the effort to write in in the first place. Of course, having spoken to several of my magazine-working colleagues – this is often the case in real life, and the fact that some magazines’ letters sections ever carry anything approaching “normal thought” is a bizarre exercise in luck.
Anyway, in my most recent issue, the following two letters appeared – so here they are:
It’s a long way to Tipperary, or so the song says. Well not for me – I live in Ballynamrossagh, about a mile and a half away.
– Aldrick Baldwin / email
And slightly better yet:
Would President Obama please get involved in a heated exchange with the Dalai Lama, as I would like to be the first to predict that the fannies at The Sun would go with the headline “Obama Lama Ding Dong”.
– John McDade / Coatbridge
Now if that’s not worth the £3 cover price, quite frankly I don’t know what is.