remendously lucky, it’s bound to make you feel insecure, no matter how much you’ve got in the bank. Look at the vast amount of voiceover work (like his female equivalent, Dawn French) Fry has done – that can only be greed. Surely there’s only so many video games his lovely young husband can play with?
Cross-dressing men in general want to be Rowling, as they tend to look like navvies done up as prossies, whereas J.K.R. is wonderfully elegant with her wand-like body and Modigliani face and clever way with a big hat and a lovely bit of scarlet lippy – the brazen hussy! But we inevitably come back to Fry as the bellwether (not to mention the bell-end) of J.K.R.-envy. I once, some time ago, labelled him ‘a stupid person’s idea of a clever person’ – but the degradation of his intellectual ability in the years which have passed since then has been a remarkable, Biden-level catastrophe for his thought processes. So more than anything else, he envies Rowling because she is that rare thing in a po-faced world; she is a wit. And it’s been a damn long time since Fry – his once-glittering brain eaten alive by becoming the genital equivalent of a Flat Earther – was one of those. The poor poppet!
Ouch.
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