Cliff Richard is Evil

I know some things get said about the media influencing the behaviour of impressionable minds, but I’m not so sure. I’ve listened to my share of angry music, but I’ve never felt the need to get caught stealing, send a monkey to heaven, fight for my right to party, kill my television, get off my own or anyone else’s cloud, shoot a man in Reno just to watch him die, do a scaramouche or a fandango or bring my daughter to the slaughter.

But I have taken a summer holiday, some lasting as long as a week or two. This blogger has been in possession of mistletoe and wine during the festive period, as have millions of others.

Is Cliff Richard the Peter Pan of Pop or an influential Evil Lord of Darkness? At this stage, we just don’t know. Is it only a matter of time before he bids us to carry out some hideous act? Sure, it starts with Devil Woman, but where does it end? Dead goats? Oh God, what’s the next single? Living Hell? (Shot) From a Distance? Satan’s Day?

Is his recent knighthood a recognition of his charity work or has the establishment to fallen pray to his subliminal messages. He has even shunned his real name, Harry Webb (as in “…of lies.”)