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The Kanye West interview, Millicent Fawcett's statue and PVC trousers

"Fame I'm gonna live forever..."

Good evening and welcome to Fame, the celebrity spotlight televisual programme presented by none other than yours truly, This Reporter.

Tonight's guest is a US rapper, business mogul, husband to the world's most prolific Instagram user and father to North West, South West and Due West.

He is here tonight to talk about his book, which he intends to write entirely through the medium of Twitter, his love for American President Donald Trump and his own ambitions to become president one day. Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for Kanye West...

Cue intro music - "Now, I ain't sayin' she's a gold digger..."

This Reporter: Kanye, welcome. Thanks for joining us.

Kanye West: What's up?

This Reporter: So I hear you are planning to write a book. Can you tell us more?

Kanye West: Yeah, I'm writing it in real time, on Twitter. No publisher or publicist will tell me what to put where or how many pages to write.

This Reporter: The more cynical amongst us would say this is yet another attempt by a celebrity to piggy back the book industry and make money?

KW: This is not a financial opportunity, this is an innate need to be expressive. I will work on this book when I feel it. When we sit still in the mornings we get hit with so many ideas and so many we want to express.

TR: Quite. Could you perhaps read us an extract from the book thus far?

KW: Sure. (Gets out iPhone) "You will be a drop of water with the ocean as your army. If you move out of fear then you're on your own. Then it's just you and the money and the countless people you have to lie to and manipulate to build a man made path that will never lead to true happiness".

TR: (wipes tear from eye) Moving on. I hear you have been sharing your love for Donald Trump on social media. Can you elaborate?

KW: You don't have to agree with Trump but the mob can't make me not love him. We are both dragon energy. He is my brother.

TR: Right. And your own ambitions to become president one day?

KW: Hash tag Kanye 2024, know what I'm saying? When I talk about the idea of being president, I'm not saying I have any political views. I don't have views on politics, I just have a view on humanity, on people, on the truth. If there is anything that I can do with my time and my day, to somehow make a difference while I'm alive I'm going to try to do it".

TR: That's Kanye West everyone. This reporter will see you all again soon, for another instalment of Fame.

"...people will see me and cry".

Fame's a curious animal isn't it. It's almost as though it just closes its eyes and randomly picks a name from a hat.

In related news, the monumental struggle to install a female statue in Parliament Square alongside the likenesses of male politicians Winston Churchill, David Lloyd George and Nelson Mandela has finally culminated in the unveiling of a statue of Suffragette campaigner Millicent Fawcett this week.

Not only is this statue the first female statue in the Square but the first statue to be designed by a woman, the Turner Prize winning artist Gillian Wearing. Fawcett was a leading campaigner for women's suffrage, who started fighting for women to get the vote when she was just 19. She was an integral part of securing the 1918 Representation of the People Act, which allowed some women over the age of 30 to vote in elections.

But it has taken a gruelling campaign spearheaded by Caroline Criado-Perez, who also pushed to have author Jane Austen on the ten pound note, to get Fawcett's statue commissioned, despite the integral spot she holds in our history.

This reporter recommends these PVC trousers by designer Rick Owens. It's what all the famous people wear. This reporter would go as far as to suggest wearing these trousers will make people assume you are famous.

She could add it was Millicent Fawcett's lack of PVC trousers which led to people's failure to recognise her worth but that would be excusing our abysmal judgement at who we raise up on a pedestal.

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