More pathetic photographs have appeared of Paul Gascoigne, slumped drunk in the street and later hospitalised. It breaks my heart after all the efforts that so many people, led by my colleague Chris Evans, made recently to help him get the life-saving treatment he so desperately needs for his chronic alcoholism.
We all genuinely felt, from the reports we received, that the American rehab worked well and gave him a real chance of proper recovery. He came home, gave some upbeat interviews, and looked, and sounded, like a new man. Unfortunately, our hopes crashed and burned when we saw these terrible images and read the reports of him allegedly lashing out at his longsuffering ex-wife Sheryl. Even more unfortunately, many people, such is the nature of vicious, uncaring modern social networking, felt the urge to tweet me mocking stuff like ‘How you feeling now, you mugs? Gazza just p***ed away all your money.’
Well, we all feel terrible. Not because we wasted our money. We didn’t. We bought him at least a few more months of life. No, we feel terrible because Paul is quite obviously so ill that he just can’t stop himself feeding his addiction.
And it’s highly likely that if he continues the way he’s going, he will die very soon. This is a man who brought all of us such extraordinary pleasure as a footballing genius.
He’s now a desperately lonely, seriously sick man who needs our love, support and help. Those who don’t have an ounce of sympathy for him, don’t have an ounce of humanity in their bodies. pathetic. Murray’s a Great Briton, whose girlfriend comes from the village next to mine. Proving he makes smart choices on and off the court. Let’s celebrate him. Steve Woznia k is the greatest technological genius that not many people have heard of. He created Apple with Steve Jobs when they were both young inventors, and he’s not just brilliantly clever — he’s also ever so slightly crackers.
For our interview, ‘Woz’, as he’s known, sported a bizarre, gigantic watch made from old vacuum tubes, powered by 140 volts, that ignite a huge f luorescent digital time display when you turn to look at your wrist. ‘What’s the point of it?’ I asked.
‘It makes my brain work less hard to read these nice, big global digits,’ he replied.
‘ That’s what technology is supposed to do, make us think less deeply hard.’
He then flourished a pad of f reshly pr inted two dol la r American bills (which I didn’t even think were legal tender). ‘These are illegal, right?’
‘No, they actually meet the specs of the United States Government and the Secret Service has approved them three times.’
‘ What do you sell them for?’ ‘A sheet of four bil ls, wor th $ 8, for $ 5.’ ‘ I’ll buy as many as you can print…’ ‘I can’t do that — I want to spread the joy.’ ‘ You have the biggest brain in America.’ ‘I know.’
I then asked him to predict the technological future.
‘Smarter computers that behave more like humans, and much smaller wearable technology.’