How many times can you remind people that it's one in four who have a mental disorder, that means if we prohibited everyone with a mental illness from working there would be empty floorboards in the boardrooms.
There's only one episode left of Better Call Saul - sad face - and it's got me all nostalgic about the time I met Breaking Bad's RJ Mitte AKA Walt Jr (AKA Flynn). Actually, when I say 'nostalgic', it was only actually a couple of weeks ago, I just don't get out very much.
While the exchanges might seem harmless, they are indicative of an ingrained attitude that Irish people are fair game for mocking and stereotypical slurs. The drunken Irish, the stupid, backwards Irish, the bog Irish with accents so thick you can barely understand them.
So what can we do about Katie? Katie the failed "Apprentice", Katie the Met Office drop-out, Katie the shameless 'media-tart' - loathe her or hate her, you cannot deny that she is an assiduous placer of irons in her own particular fire.
Is not fame the giving and taking away of faces? Celebrities are defaced and labelled by the media and the public on a daily basis: we've all criticised at least one celebrity for their actions and choices.
His was the star around which the show orbited. James May was the brains, Richard Hammond was the sidekick, the production and editing teams were among the best in the world, but the show needed a Peter Pan.
The unapologetically profane Nicki Minaj summed it up when she asked: 'Why do people ask me to lose swear words? Do people ask Eminem to lose swear words? Do they ask Lil Wayne to lose swear words?'
If you think of your own formative years, could you imagine doing it as part of an internationally renowned band? Imagine that every time you drank too much on a night out it would be photographed, shared, tweeted, commented on mercilessly?
It was such a spur of the moment notion when Richard Curtis and a few of us got it going that it's hard to believe it has gone on to become so close to people's hearts. Back in 1985 Ethiopia was being torn apart by famine, and a gaggle of fresh faced comedians thought they might be able to raise a bob or two to help. Three decades and a billion pounds later though what's changed? For starters there's still a big perception that it's only Africa that benefits. The reality is very different. Since Comic Relief began, projects funded in the UK have touched the lives of more than 10million people.
Of course, Zayn is no normal twenty two year old. With millions in the bank, a huge legion of fans and a successful five year career behind him, let's face it, he's probably not worrying about student loan debts, paying off an overdraft and finding a job.
What is more interesting to me as a psychologist, lies in what it is about people who identify so much with the Zayn's, the Diana's or the Gary's, that they struggle to cope at the 'death' or departure of someone/something they did not really know. I am also equally intrigued by what many of these grieving fans will do as a way to cope with their loss.
He's sold over 50million records and counting and transcends geographical boundaries and age barriers. He is the Michael Jordan of R&B. But don't take my word for it. Check out the facts...
I had initial concerns that a Neighbours' audience might not really go for my anarchic style of comedy, but my fears were unfounded - the show was well received. Britain gobbled up dissent. I felt at home. I would be back.
When I wasn't working in the past I'd feel obligated to start cramming myself with information; what disasters are happening in the world war-wise, airplane-crash wise, inflation-wise, hurricane-wise and Jeremy Clarkson-wise; the list is endless. When I don't work I start feeling like, "Dear God, who will want to see me if I don't have news or gossip to spew out?"
It was not Danny Cohen or Tony Hall or Oisin Tymon that killed Top Gear. It was the man who made it in the first place. I am a big fan of his work but, based on the evidence we have heard over the past few weeks, I am not such a big fan of the man any more.
From my perspective, celebrities (like Clarkson) are admired and looked up to by countless individuals. And as a celebrity, one should do one's best to live above reproach; they should do everything possible to meet those expectations.