Frank Skinner - one of nanny's little helpers.

"We must poke fun at the overweight for their own good" writes Frank Skinner in The Times.

Being fat needs to get uncool again as soon as possible. It's a matter of life and death.

Oh Christ. Skinner can be quite funny but it sounds almost like he's given up and become one of Alan Johnson's crew of fuckhead busybodies mentors instead.

We bullied and nagged smokers, made adverts that said they smelt so awful they were unkissable and finally, with the smoking ban, we literally turned them into shivering outsiders - all because we knew it was for their own good.

Yes, I suppose you did, but do you have to sound so fucking proud of it? You're a cunt, Frank. A revolting, paternalistic, patronizing, finger wagging cunt who should be nailed up in a box with a ball gag and a drip feed until you learn to fucking live and let live. I'm just saying this because it's for your own good.

Strength through joy.