Look, as much as it distresses me to draw any kind of attention to Katie Hopkins, and her ongoing quest to lodge herself at the forefront of our consciousness, I'm beginning to notice an alarmingly increasing number of people on my Twitter feed, who should really know better, singing her praises, or hailing her as some class of camp icon.
Researchers have been telling us for years that homicide is very much a male phenomenon - these crimes are largely male-perpetrated and men are over-represented as victims. Official data bears this out - the most recent figures from the Office for National Statistics inform us that 90% of suspects and around 2/3 of victims are male.
So what, I beg, is the issue with an incredibly beautiful woman, who happens to be one of the most photographed, talked about, and recognised American icons of the present day, realising and claiming her worth, and capitalising on it in a way that any other corporation would love to have the chance to?
He admitted that he and other immigrants were taking our jobs, but said that they were shit jobs which no one else wanted. As if to prove his point, he ended up as a road sweeper. With undeniable clarity of thought and logic, he exclaimed that as long as he cleaned the streets, he should be able to sleep on them.
Keeping tension and drama going for 90 minutes or two hours is hard enough, but over an entire series or even multiple series could be challenging. Of course, I'm being picky, the truth is I loved it. For me the most exciting thing is I feel there is so much more to come and so many more questions to be answered...
Oh how we love to judge! Is it not good to give our love some home truths in the form of some advice or most commonly some harsh criticisms? The majority of anything said from one partner to another would go in one ear and out the other, no matter how much sense it makes to you, it's not their perspective therefore 90% of it goes by the wayside.
I used to have allocated family-laptop time, and when I got a laptop of my own, it didn't have internet. Now, people can access and create a wealth of information at just the click of a button. And while this is convenient, entertaining and empowering - and, don't get me wrong, I embrace it just as much as everyone else, I'm only 21 after all - I miss the times when I'd mess around on Paint and Movie Maker for fun before going downstairs to watch the Simpsons, then reading a book before going to bed.
After what seems like a thousand years, Celebrity Big Brother finally came to a close. Against the odds, Katie Price won. Katie Hopkins pretended not to mind, and mentally re-wrote the headline of her Sun column, as "How I came second" doesn't have quite the same ring to it as "I won but I still hate all of you."