When we consider child stars through the ages, the girls generally age better than the boys; Judy Garland, Elizabeth Taylor, Billie Piper all made the seamless switch from winsome cuties to gifted entertainers. The same cannot be said of Greta Thunberg, though she’s certainly remained consistently irritating. Neither a singer nor a thespian, she is a professional tantrum-thrower, more comparable to the fictional horrors Violet Elizabeth Bott and Veruca Salt than the trio of troupers listed above.
Was there ever such a show-boating crusading numpty as Greta? For some reason she reminds me of him from East 17 who somehow managed to run himself over with his own car
And now she has set sail to Gaza with ten other clowns comprising something calling itself the Freedom Flotilla Coalition, aiming to ‘break Israel’s siege.’ At the press conference, Thunberg declared (she’s a big declarer; her statements always sound over-rehearsed and somewhat self-adoring), ‘We are doing this because, no matter what odds we are against, we have to keep trying.
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