As for the supposed threat of North Korea, with their current missile delivery technology it would take years for them to save up for the necessary stamps. Yes, they launched a satellite recently, but remember that it’s much easier to hit a target that is basically The Universe. I’m going to stick my neck out and say that people doing eight hours of gymnastics a day while living on acorns aren’t going to build a viable, targeted intercontinental missile. And if they do, it’s going to be an absolute coupon buster if they decide to send it 3,000 miles to Britain rather than – just to pick a country at random – South Korea.
Boyle doesn’t think much about North Korean threat to Britain and puts it ever so eloquently.
The truly democratic method would be to have a giant button somewhere that can only be pressed by the weight of 51% of the population.
Blistering jab at the powers that be who decide on nuclear deterrence versus nuclear action.
In the final moments of life on Earth, someone will think of arranging their hands to make a shadow puppet, creating a dragon or a dove to be immortalised by the bomb. They’ll know that nobody will ever see it, but they’ll do it anyway. And this, I think, is what it is to be any kind of artist these days, with no posterity to address but still compelled, for reasons you don’t understand, to work in the terrible now.
Ah, a final scene to cap off his own stance on nuclear deterrence by global powers and superpowers while still being able to poke fun at any community of people.
More comedians should write political commentary.