Remember THIS blogpost from a week ago when I revealed I had decided to withdraw a book publishing contract from a man called Roger Lewis because of a homophobic review he had written for The Spectator?
Just to remind you what he wrote in a review of a biography of Dusty Springfield…
“Call me a crazy old physiognomist, but my theory is that you can always spot a lesbian by her big thrusting chin. Celebrity Eskimo Sandi Toksvig, Ellen DeGeneres, Jodie Foster, Clare Balding, Vita Sackville-West, God love them: there’s a touch of Desperate Dan in the jaw-bone area, no doubt the better to go bobbing for apples.”
Well if ever I had any doubts about that decision, (Which to be fair I haven’t) they have been well and truly dispelled today. Mr Lewis has written this on the Madame Arcati blog…
“I wrote a perfectly fine piece on Dusty Springfield, inter alia making the joke that lezzos all have big chins the better to go bobbing for apples – and this cunt Iain Dale, a man of whom I had never previously heard, comes out of the woodwork accusing me of all sorts! And me the biographer of Charles Hawtrey and the world expert on camp comics! What I hate about the man is his egotistical desire to be morally superior – no sense of humour, hence of proportion, like those Welsh language fanatics I always poke fun at and who foam at the mouth when teased.”
This wretched excuse for a man is also trying to claim that even though he hadn’t actually signed a contract with us we should still pay him his advance and compensate him for lost sales. I can assure you he won’t be getting a penny out of me. Ever.
I don’t think I need to comment any further, do you?