{"id":7009,"date":"2019-11-11T18:13:05","date_gmt":"2019-11-11T18:13:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/?p=7009"},"modified":"2019-11-12T09:48:41","modified_gmt":"2019-11-12T09:48:41","slug":"good-guys-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/?p=7009","title":{"rendered":"Good Guys 3"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>What a relief, when we are surrounded by such loathsome specimens\nof manhood as Jacob Rees-Mogg, Rod Liddle and Donald Trump, to come across men\nwho are genuine, rounded adults displaying a spirit of generosity and good\nwill. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No less than three of them have crossed my radar in recent\nweeks.* I had known about them before, of course, but spending longer in their\ncompany over the airwaves has given me the opportunity to learn more about their\nremarkable qualities.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"alignleft\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"188\" height=\"217\" src=\"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/david-mitchell2.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7015\"\/><figcaption>David Mitchell\/Esquire.com<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>David Mitchell is the man I knew most about already. I\u2019ve read nearly all his books, and they\u2019ve all been entrancing in very different ways. <em>Cloud Atlas<\/em> was a dazzling kaleidoscope of different voices and styles, with two of the narrators being women; some pages have you laughing at exuberant escapades, others welling up because you\u2019ve just been hijacked by an unexpectedly poignant moment. By contrast <em>Slade House<\/em> scared the living daylights out of me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I was familiar with his backstory: his time in Japan, his autistic child, but it was his thoughtful conversation with conceptual artist Katie Patterson on <em>Only Artists<\/em> that gave a clue as to why his words, the raw material of his craft, are so compelling. His early experience as a stammerer drove him to find as many synonyms as he could for the words that habitually tripped him up \u2013 and this alternative vocabulary had to include words that would not get a teenage boy beaten up in the playground for being a pretentious prat. His subtle understanding of autism, and his championing of Naoki Higashida, the autistic Japanese teenager whose devastating autobiographical book Mitchell and his wife Keiko Yoshida translated into English are practical demonstrations of the insight he brings to all his fiction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"alignright\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" width=\"205\" height=\"176\" src=\"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/levi-roots-2.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7018\"\/><figcaption>Levi Toots\/Theguardian.com<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>My addiction to <em>Countdown<\/em> means I have to sit through (in fact, I justify watching it by ironing through it) a succession of celeb guests, some of whom earn their keep more than others. A couple of weeks ago Levi Roots was on. All I knew about him was his Reggae, Reggae Sauce, but he made a brilliant guest, getting stuck into finding words and radiating an infectious enthusiasm. Yet what I really loved was his generous tribute to the drama teacher at the prison he found himself in, whom he credited with turning his life around. She gave him endless advice about how to live, and inspired in him a love of Shakespeare, impressing upon him the truth of Brutus\u2019s words from<em> Julius Caesar<\/em>: \u2018There is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries\u2019, which he says he now lives by, and quoted it in its entirety with immense gravity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"alignleft is-resized\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-7019\" width=\"222\" height=\"222\" srcset=\"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2.jpg 240w, https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2-203x203.jpg 203w, https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2-60x60.jpg 60w, https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2-147x147.jpg 147w, https:\/\/damesnet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/11\/russell-t-davies2-184x184.jpg 184w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 222px) 100vw, 222px\" \/><figcaption>Russell T. Davies\/Royalexchange.com<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>Finally to Russell T. Davies, writer of <em>Dr Who<\/em>,<em> Queer as Folk<\/em>, and <em>A Very British Scandal<\/em>, among other things, who made me cry on his appearance on <em>Desert Island Discs <\/em>last week. Well, he had me at his first choice of record: &#8216;Sugar Mountain&#8217; from <em>Rock Follies<\/em> (a subsequent choice was &#8216;One Wheel on My Wagon&#8217; \u2013 this man is a god!). His conversation with Lauren Laverne was a delight from start to finish, moving from laugh-out-loud funny to the devastating account he gave of caring for his partner as he was dying of cancer. It had meant a loss of freedom for eight years, but \u2018I would chuck that freedom away in an instant just to have five more minutes of sitting watching television with him.\u2019 He praised his partner for his niceness, and single-handedly reclaimed that reviled word \u2019nice\u2019 through his simple conviction: \u2018The world actually turns under the march of the feet of all those nice people \u2013 most people are nice \u2013 and it is a fine quality to have.\u2019 (I can vouch for Russell T. Davies\u2019s own niceness: I once saw him on a train to Cardiff, agreeing so kindly to sign autographs for smitten fans \u2013 of whom I am now undoubtedly one!)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>*I know there are millions more out there I haven&#8217;t met.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This man is a god!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":7019,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,182,126,55,72],"tags":[242,244,241,243],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7009"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7009"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7009\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7037,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7009\/revisions\/7037"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/7019"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7009"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7009"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damesnet.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7009"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}