who d’ya reckon has the best job in the world?
to my mind there is only one candidate; jeremy clarkson..
i just watched a doco he hosted on bbc called speed.
he starts the show by flying over the desert in this really cool little two-person/tinted windows/ black helicopter.
then you see this old corvette blatting across the desert..
clarkson then informs us the helicopter is armed up, and the corvette is driven by remote control; and that he is going to shoot it up; the corvette, that is..
this he then does; whoar!
next we see him on the deck of an aircraft carrier blatting across the ocean; banging on about fighter jets..double whoar!
later on he is in a spitfire; laser dogfighting with a german(!) in another plane..what?
in between he drops in little information pearls such as telling us the apollo 11 travelled at 25, 000 miles an hour; (meditate on that for a moment)..
this is the fastest humans have managed to date..
and that in one hundred years of the motorcar more people have been killed in crashs than have been killed in war, ever..
he ends the show telling us about the lightning; a british fighter jet he describes as two engines and a cockpit. it was really, really, fast…
the lightning can’t be flown nowadays for what he sneeringly refers to as safety reasons, and so can be bought for the cost of a ford mondeo; so he does..
and we see the lightning arriving at it’s new home; clarksons back yard.
what this means, is that whenever he feels like it, clarkson can go and sit in his lightning, and relive that laser dogfight in his mind, and just generally muck about; lucky bugger..cor!
now i know nothing about clarkson’s private life..
if there is a god and any karmic balance at all, it will be one of torturous and exquisite misery, with his life/every move, dominated/controlled by a shrew;
(but somehow i doubt it; and anyway he’s always got that lightning to fall back on/go sit in/play with);
but as far as jeremy clarksons’ day job is concerned, i am a very deep shade of green…