YET ANOTHER LAZY, OVERDUE ENTRY MOCKING MY DEFENSELESS HUSBAND
“Boutros Boutros Gali…Chris Waddle.”
“Do you know who Chris Waddle is?”
“I just know he’s a footballer.”
“Yeah. He played for Tottenham. He’s got sort of a cult following.”
“What do you mean a ‘cult following’?”
“Well…he’s got a small number of supporters, but big enough to be noticeable.”
“So you mean he has some fans, but not a huge amount. That doesn’t mean he has a cult following. Unless he’s like a drag queen or something.”
“Sometimes it’s about personality, though. You can have footballers who are real characters.”
“Yeah, but that still doesn’t mean they have a cult following. Unless you’re a film, or a band, or, like, a book or something, or actually Charles fucking Manson, you can’t have a cult following.”
“I don’t agree.”
“That is because you are wrong.”
“Oh, it’s like that, is it? So you’re saying only artistic creations can have a cult following?”
“Pretty much, yeah. A politician can’t really have a cult following. Or a toaster.”
“Well, I use the term differently.”
“…from the rest of the English-speaking world.”