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cokeyoakey

cokeyoakey

GirlWithTheBoomMic said:
The bit about everyone (like absolutely everyone apparently, the population of a small town at least, most of whom don't know him) congratulating him as he trundled about his day because they recognised him is just lol. But then haven't we all had our new and exciting jobs heralded to us when we walk out our front doors by everyone from the postie to the pigeons to the delivery drivers to the Lord Mayor's irascible little terrier jumping straight into a flashmob rendition of Simply the Best with the grand finale of a bin lorry driving past us with "CONGRATS!" sprayed on the side as we stand humbled and in awe of these small and gracious acts of kindness and tenderness by our city, our community, nay, our friends?

My God, the bull. It is immense.
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Yes, that scene will be great in the forthcoming movie musical. I imagine it as something like Mary Poppins.
 
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cokeyoakey

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Valiofthedolls said:
You don’t have to read particularly far between the lines to get the clear sense he was a bleeping nightmare as an employee and for his students in every academic institution at which he was employed. He didn’t live full time in any city in which he was employed and didn’t last at any of those institutions for very long. You get the sense Liverpool JM, Leeds Beckett, Glasgow etc were just thrilled to see the back of him, particularly as it’s evident that all he gave a duck about was himself and his own self-promotion.

It’s also particularly telling that in 260 pages he spends the first 220+ of them going into great and no-detail-too-mundane detail about his Ma, including her taste in laundry detergent (Dreft) and umbrellas (cheap ones from the corner shop), his own impeccable yet quirky tastes in music, cinema, television and clothing as a teen, his expertise in singing karaoke, football, snooker etc as a teen, the sartorial elegance of Savile Row he visited as a teen, humbling visits to the less fortunate as a teen, meetings with great sages who hand down their personal wisdoms to him or evil trolls who tell him he’ll never amount to anything (the race/ethnicities of all these people are always noted), what he wore everywhere he went, all the Strong Black Women who basically did bleeping everything for him (Ma, long-suffering Deb, his mate Angela at college who it’s pretty clear he glommed onto and who carried him through that degree he scraped) his multitude of diabolical ailments as a child and teen, all his various diagnoses and great sufferings throughout his life, that his ‘university lectureships’ are all flown through and glossed over in about the last 40 pages.

And that 40 pages includes LUDICROUS levels of detail about the events surrounding his viva (which it’s clear when from his own telling was not initially going well for him), as well as a whole host of other utterly nonsensical bollox about his life outside academia. His job at Liverpool JM warrants three pages (and you’ve all seen that), Leeds even less. Thankfully tho, he ‘had a hunch that he thought like a sociologist’ which ultimately led him to Cambridge.
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Will try and copy as much of this rit as I can because as amusing as the rest of his snooker playing karaoke nonsense it, this ‘academic’ stuff is staggering.
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This is NOT sociology!
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This is also not sociology.

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Though it is nice to see that he is continuing with the Jess Taylor level of amazing new psychological insights - did you know that you could get information from people's facial expressions and gestures?

Honestly that's awesome, he should write a book about it.
 
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Facehugger

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All this narrative about his expensive tailored suits, gawds sake, it's a bit like the pig putting it's own lipstick on. Who cares! Underneath he's a fraud, whatever expensive gear he wears.
 
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Pavlova

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TrashleenMoron said:
"Hey Jase, you're doing so well here, you need a new challenge. Why not apply for XYZ?"
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Hmm, the Great British Sewing Bee perhaps? Patrick Grant would rip him a new one, making a Snooker-loopy waistcoat out of a recycled tissue of lies, plus a backstory of woe and elevenerifing. Such a brave little soldier. I'd be up for watching that.
 
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TrashleenMoron

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Pavlova said:
Hmm, the Great British Sewing Bee perhaps? Patrick Grant would rip him a new one, making a Snooker-loopy waistcoat out of a recycled tissue of lies, plus a backstory of woe and elevenerifing. Such a brave little soldier. I'd be up for watching that.
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He certainly fabricates a lot.

Some might say he spins a good yarn, but they're sew-sew.
 
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Valiofthedolls

Valiofthedolls

Countless academic appointments later, and as his woeful book and his ‘scholarship’ thus far clearly demonstrate, the sum total of Ol’ Jase’s contribution to his chosen field and to literature is just him still smearing his own tit all over the walls and watching the patterns.
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cokeyoakey

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Valiofthedolls said:
Chapter 30 (opening immediately after Deb LEFT/gave him the boot) contains a floridly overwritten unaliving attempt while he’s selflessly living back with Ma and Da to care for them during COVID, experiencing ‘burnout’ and employed by Durham.

Luckily he was saved because “I knew I wanted to listen to one more song-my favorite; Take It To The Limit by The Eagles”, a tracking device attached to his wrist and later, prayer and a robin in Giff’s garden. Throughout, he selflessly continues to teach remotely at Durham and sort out his parents’ garden (including a sewage leak) while “not taking so much as a day of sick leave”. Lawd Blessim. Oh, and significantly eating fried chicken with his brother. (I’ll ss that chapter separately so people can skip if they want and we can crack on with his underwhelming tale of his meteoric academic rise.)

Fortunately, by the time chapter 31 begins, lockdown restrictions are easing, he’s full of joy and he can get back to the serious business of his ‘academic career’ and the buying of bespoke suits.

Chapters 31 and 32 end the book with leaving his job in Durham for a job in Glasgow (one year) being headhunted by an unnamed London university and finally, his interview and getting the job at Cambridge.

Here’s 31, Durham to Glasgow. Which is mostly a load of tedious old guff about a suit bought with his “consulting jobs” money. Truly, I have seen puddles of piss with more depth than this bleeping charlatan.
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Didn't Jack Monroe also experience "burnout" while at home during COVID? She was working 20 hours a day replying to Twitter posts as I recall. Hell I'm still working 20 hours a day if I include my time on here!

It does make me wonder what frontline workers during COVID would make of these burnout claims.
 
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Harlot O'Scara

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cokeyoakey said:
This is NOT sociology!
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Though it is nice to see that he is continuing with the Jess Taylor level of amazing new psychological insights - did you know that you could get information from people's facial expressions and gestures?

Honestly that's awesome, he should write a book about it.
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He can't even just describe himself as a good listener, he has to be Sherlock Holmes and Patrick Jane from The Mentalist rolled into one 😂

So, Cambridge University appointed someone as as Professor of Sociology who not only does not have direct qualifications in the subject but also seemingly doesn't even know what it is? Brilliant.
 
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cokeyoakey

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Valiofthedolls said:
Chapter 30 (opening immediately after Deb LEFT/gave him the boot) contains a floridly overwritten unaliving attempt while he’s selflessly living back with Ma and Da to care for them during COVID, experiencing ‘burnout’ and employed by Durham.

Luckily he was saved because “I knew I wanted to listen to one more song-my favorite; Take It To The Limit by The Eagles”, a tracking device attached to his wrist and later, prayer and a robin in Giff’s garden. Throughout, he selflessly continues to teach remotely at Durham and sort out his parents’ garden (including a sewage leak) while “not taking so much as a day of sick leave”. Lawd Blessim. Oh, and significantly eating fried chicken with his brother. (I’ll ss that chapter separately so people can skip if they want and we can crack on with his underwhelming tale of his meteoric academic rise.)

Fortunately, by the time chapter 31 begins, lockdown restrictions are easing, he’s full of joy and he can get back to the serious business of his ‘academic career’ and the buying of bespoke suits.

Chapters 31 and 32 end the book with leaving his job in Durham for a job in Glasgow (one year) being headhunted by an unnamed London university and finally, his interview and getting the job at Cambridge.

Here’s 31, Durham to Glasgow. Which is mostly a load of tedious old guff about a suit bought with his “consulting jobs” money. Truly, I have seen puddles of piss with more depth than this bleeping charlatan.
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The man is a SAINT! Despite earning only £2800 a session for his talks, he still gave away his meagre spoils to help the poor and needy.
 
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drmortimer

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"I don't drink, smoke, or do drugs. I don't drive a car, eat out, or take fancy holidays."

Yeah we know mate. Try chilling the duck out, you mentalist.
 
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Valiofthedolls

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FourSeasonSoupObsessive said:
I am strongly starting to suspect that Giff is to Jason as Big Chocco is to Jack Monroe - one of the sources of the grandiosity and the tall tales.
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He can’t bear to give her too much credit tho. It’s also down to his fundamental innate drive to do something when he sets his mind to it (in this case waiting/planning for over two years from age 6 to 8 to break one of his parents’ wedding present champagne flutes, and finally doing it).
 
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