Wednesday 28 November 2012

Monday 26 November 2012

The First and the Last

First, do no harm. 
That is the mantra that, as doctors, we live by. 
If you are hearing that for the first time, it may look twee.
But for what it's worth, I've said it to myself every day of my working life.

Contrary to popular belief, we don't have to take oaths. There is no Hippocratic oath in the UK. There is no need for it. I suppose we must rely on principles that shouldn't require a signature. Rely on an idea of integrity that has become as ludicrously comic as it is anciently historical. And when it's present, it's never more pitiful. If it's a quality, for God's sake, never claim it. If it's challenged, for God's sake, never defend it. 
Accept it has no modern worth. 
Move on. 
Grow up.

We are not making medical schools for priggish, prickish over-rich American daddy-would-be-so-proud Harvard graduates here in the UK. We're doing the real thing. We are the real deal.
First, do no harm.
But in fact when you talk about life, death and legacy, there is a more important issue.
We are the thoughts that we leave in people's minds.
In the final analysis, we are nothing more.

So in your final reckoning, in your final legacy, in the way that you'd like to be remembered, give it some thought and take my advice.

Last, do no harm.

Tuesday 13 November 2012

Tune In

I'm working on a new TV concept for Channel 4.

It's called 'Bring Back....Justin Lee Collins'

Sunday 11 November 2012

In Praise of the One-Liner

Words are great ways of communicating but they are imperfect. 
Some have peculiar origins, some are a little bit cross-wired. In English, in particular, there is a rich tapestry of history and misrepresentation has resulted in the constellation that is our lexicon.

If you place them together in a slightly odd order, you might become funny. Or erudite. Add a raised eyebrow and you are naughty, knowing or cheeky. Add a raised eyebrow and a wink and you're in danger of becoming unprofessional. Add  more than one wink, and you are an end-of-the-pier entertainer.

There are fine lines everywhere, and we are living in a time when  they are getting crossed and uncrossed faster than ever before.
On this 11–11–12, change and collision and bloodshed is everywhere and everywhence. See, that's an interesting way of putting it, isn't? I don't even know if it makes sense but it causes you to hover a little over that line and give it a little bit more thought. So the words have done their job. Focusing and misdirecting your thoughts so that the message I haven't even articulated in my own head yet creeps, poorly formed, into yours. Nothing wrong with that, I'm not telling you what to think.
It's an odd businesses isn't it?

And the one-liner distills it down to the smallest possible example of that. And it makes us laugh. 
Why? Because it's a verbal left turn, a neural short-circuit. We might laugh in admiration or confusion, or just enjoy being wrongfooted. The fact is we laugh at many other things as well: pain, tragedy, and the inner guilt we feel at enjoying off-colour gags. 

Human beings can and should laugh at everything. One-liners are a quick reminder that a joke is just a verbal tickle.

Saturday 10 November 2012

Writing a One Liner - No. 1

My doctor thinks I'm losing my peripheral vision.
I can't see it myself.