They do things differently here (4)

Watching a programme called 'Doctors' which is essentially a guy in scrubs, a guy in a lab coat and a guy in a suit recommending plastic surgery for people who have e-mailed in, cackhandedly demonstrating exactly what's involved in sucking out armpit fat on a mannequin and injecting a woman with 'lip-filler' in front of a grimacing studio audience. It's essentially an hour long advert for plastic surgery where they 'discuss' the various benefits of different types of surgery and tell women that their whole lives would be different if they were thinner.

The topic after the break is about a new set of scales which Tweets her weight to all her followers - an otherwise happy, healthy looking woman suddenly starts Tweeting depressing slimming mantras like 'a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips' and lists of foods she's not eating instead of anything of any interest or merit, whilst claiming that she loved the scales. Her gift for allowing them to broadcast details of her weight - a free subscription to one of those weird food systems where they deliver every meal to you so you're not supposed to need to keep any food in the house.

The Boy Wonder's currently singing a song he's made up called 'We are plastic surgeons' and making me wonder whether 10 minutes of it has been enough to desensitise him to the horror of what they're doing.