Showing posts with label Jian Ghomeshi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jian Ghomeshi. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 February 2017

Bibliophilia: Secret Life: The Jian Ghomeshi Investigation by Kevin Donovan

Secret Life: The Jian Ghomeshi Investigation by Kevin Donovan

Ripped through this last night. Witnessed the whole story as it unfolded, but still worthwhile to read about the whole story in one place.

I’ve read at least one of the books about the Lance Armstrong story. For all the things that claim to reveal human nature, is there anything as damning as the willingness of the many people whose fortunes are hitched to the horse, to shut up and put up. Letting a decent looking person with an ability in a certain field and a bit of charisma, get away with utterly appalling behaviour. Abuse of all sorts will be condoned so long as it doesn’t upset the cart.

What a turd. There really is no worse example of a man who when brutality is rebuffed, resorts to “I am driving really fast on the highway and I am under a lot stress right now and if I crash it will be your fault.” Violence and threatening didn’t work, so now you’ll try to guilt trip. You really are one pathetic loser. A lack of consent from intimate partners, isn’t a forgivable sin in my world. Acting like a snivelling weasel is a close second.

And this book couldn’t help but remind me a bit of Robyn Doolittle’s Crazy Town: The Rob Ford Story. Not just a headline grabbing story, but also some insights into what a journalistic investigation is all about.

Wednesday, 3 December 2014

Bibliophilia - 1982 – Jian Ghomeshi

1982 – Jian Ghomeshi

Just don’t read this book.

I borrowed it a few months ago from my sister and it was an okay read. I tried to catch the author’s CBC radio show as often as I could, generally always enjoyed it, and thought I’d give this a go. The memoir of a dorky, new wave music obsessed teenager in an Ontario suburb in the early 80’s, there were a lot of cultural touchstones I identified with. He’s literally a week older than me, and I could relate to much of what he wrote about.

It isn’t a horrible book, but it certainly isn’t the best thing you’ll ever read either. If he wasn’t the host of a popular radio show, would many have read it? Likely not.

But what really compels me to say “Just don’t read this book” are the recent revelations about his behaviour off the air. In case any one reading this is unaware, the author was accused by multiple female sources of being a creep at best, and a violent rapist at worst. I can’t recall a fall from grace so shocking, so swift and so spectacular. After being fired from the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, being utterly vilified everywhere, about a week ago, he was charged by Toronto Police with four counts of sexual assault, and a rarely used charge, “overcome resistance – choking”.


I have a serious hate on for rapists, and while you would be correct to say that he has been charged and not convicted, I still think no one else read his book. Don’t even borrow it from the library, don’t even buy it from the remainder bin - fuck him. Just don’t give him the satisfaction of reading it. You won’t be missing much, and shitstains that hurt women should be ostracized.