Insurance salesman

Maybe it's cheating to blip the TV. It's certainly something I do too often. But I make no excuses for recording one of the most remarkable events of recent times.

Iggy Pop has become an insurance salesman.

What in the name of all that is (un)holy has the world come to? It's bad enough that every second ad on the telly is offering me an innovative, exciting and remarkably cheap way to insure my motor vehicle, but did Mr Osterberg have to join the party? There are few people I would class as personal heroes and, to be honest, he has never been one of them: but he was someone I regarded with a degree of admiration and respect. No more. I am very... very... disappointed...