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Tuesday, 14 February 2017
RAMBLING REMINISCENCE: RED AND CRIMSON ARE NOT ALWAYS THE SAME...
You may recall me mentioning 'Bob Billens' twice or thrice before on this blog. 'Bob' was a university graduate who tended to think he was far smarter than just about everyone he knew. I remember once mispronouncing a word and he took immense delight in correcting me. He was quite an arrogant person now that I think of it, and perhaps he suffered from 'small angry man syndrome' because of his diminished height. He was a composite of Bob and Terry from The Likely Lads, in that he had Bob's status-seeking aspirations and Terry's verbal aggression.
When he and his wife moved down to England in (I think) the early '80s, we stayed in touch via 'phone calls and 'cassette-a-letters'. These were cassette tapes containing 'monologues' and music, similar in style to a radio show, wherein we'd inform the other as to what was happening in our respective lives, and intersperse it with some of our favourite songs. I can't recall which of us it was (unless I listen to his tapes again, which I still have), but one of us included the PAUL McCARTNEY & WINGS song, MAGNETO & TITANIUM MAN on one of our 'shows'.
If he played it, he came on after it ended and said "As you'll probably know, the Crimson Dynamo is DC's character RED TORNADO." If I played it, that's what he said in his next tape when he responded to mine. Not that it matters I suppose. I'd have to check, but I have a sense that Bob might've been home on a visit to his in-laws before I'd had the opportunity to reply to his tape, so I may've told him this in person. "Actually, he's MARVEL's The Crimson Dynamo, a foe of IRON MAN."
It was clear from the feeble excuses he made that he didn't like being caught in an error. "Well, Marvel's your bag, I'm more of a DC fan. Blah, blah, blah!" True, I had (good-humouredly) rubbed his face in it, but as he was usually so smug in his assumed superiority, he was begging to be taken down a couple of pegs - so I took him down. I may not have gone to university, but I'd shown him I knew more about one of his favourite subjects (comicbooks) than he did. (And I could beat him at arm wrestling, so I was well ahead in points, if not in academic qualifications. "Kid is big, Kid is strong.")
I'll say one thing for him though - his ego was bigger than mine (and mine's plenty big). Whether or not his was equalled by actual ability is something I never found out, but I doubt it. After all, nobody could be that good. (And, on the off-chance that he might one day read this and dispute its veracity, my trusty solicitors Hunt, Blunt & Cunningham are standing by.)
Posted by Kid at Tuesday, February 14, 2017