Pete Burns; phenomenon

I remain hooked on Pete, although he's kept a low profile over the weekend since the BB finale.

I'm kicking myself for leaving behind tonight the clipping my folks kindly saved for me on Pete, from the latest Jewish Chronicle, which is not available online. From this I learned that Pete, with a Jewish mother, is Jewish- a factoid that surprised and amused me. Where else does he get the ennui, dryness and pessimism? He reminds me more than anyone else of my Aunt Louise, who was also fond of cosmetic surgery, make-up, furs and costume jewellery and a pithy turn of phrase. Some of the Jewish connection, if we believe it, in this rather good Sunday Herald article-

‘Pete Burns is the Harmony-hued highlight of this year’s Celebrity BB, stalking spike-heeled through his housemates’ crumbling psyches like a hermaphrodite Jessica Rabbit with a blow-torch for a tongue’
http://www.sundayherald.com/53625

Of Pete's dry turns-of-phrase, the family favourite was when Rula was sincerely revealing that as a Buddhist, she chants every day. Pete pipes up that he chants too, eliciting her interest, before demonstrating his mantra- "Fuckoff, fuckoff, fuckoff, fuckoff". We loved that bit, for which we may roast in hell.

Amongst the most interesting if brutal conflicts on screen was Pete's attack on Traci, justified on the grounds of her misuse of language. Traci 'loved' his shoes. Little did Pete know in the midst of his cold lecture in isolation inside the BB house that he was synchronously broadcasting the same message as the Pope. Both talked of the cheapening of the word 'love' that week.

Papal Encyclical on 'love'
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2006/01/18/wpope18
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/4645428.stm