Disgusting Bliss: The Brass Eye of Chris Morris, By Lucian Randall
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Your support makes all the difference.Long before Jonathan Ross and Russell Brand earned BBC censure for "Sachsgate", Chris Morris was causing mayhem on the airways by inserting obscenities into the news (at BBC Radio Bristol) and jokingly insinuating the death of the (very much living) Michael Heseltine, which earned him a BBC suspension.
And that was just the early years. This illuminating, if all too admiring life story, which began in cosy Middle England and a zoology degree, took an eccentric turn when Morris realised his genius for edgy comedy and pillorying the press - culminating in 2001 with his Brass Eye Special on paedophilia, which even The Sun branded "the sickest TV ever". An inspiring read for budding anarchists.
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