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The New Darwin Award,
as presented at the Albany
on the last night of
Deptford X 2007
Another fine night in a long line - were you there?
Didn't see you.
The original idea of the New Darwin Award was to recognise someone who wouldn't normally get awarded either because they're too shy or too politically outspoken, or maybe their work's just a bit crap. And to be honest I suppose we'd all thought it would go to an artist.
Well, no.
The judges statement (not actually made on the night, but...):
Evolution is brilliant isn't it! All those things! Blimey. And some of them don't even work very well either! Have you had a really good look at the duck-billed platypus? Wie-erd! Cross between a cat, a duck and piece of cutlery. What's the point of that? Well, as we all know, the point is that thanks to the D-bP none of us have to go down that evolutionary by-way so we can all get on with our art.
Hurrah!
Well. The recipient of the first New Darwin Award is no stranger to awards having dealt out more than he could possibly chew in a month of wet Sundays. He's the man with the plan. The man for whom Richard Dawkins wrote The Blind Washerwoman (or whatever it was). The man the Ayatollah Khomeini thought of as his apposite number.
And the winner is...
And Matthew opened the envelope and said…
'Me'.
