Dear Mr Fry,
I’ve been a fan of your comedy for years. When I saw on The Late Late Show that you had a (relatively) new book called Stephen Fry in America, I was thrilled that you were presumably getting some attention Stateside. I immediately rushed out to get your book.
I have now read all of the first section (New England and the East Coast) and some of the second section (South East and Florida). And while I intend to write a full post about your book (which is very amusing), I think you owe my great state of New Jersey a big whopping apology.
I admit that in the introduction, you say that we may not enjoy everything you say about a state, or that you probably didn’t visit our town or some other way of saying that we shouldn’t be cross about what you write. And I was prepared for that. But, of all the states I’ve read so far, New Jersey is the only one that you had NOTHING good to say about it. You called it a hell and couldn’t wait to leave. But worse than that, the only place you talk about in New Jersey is Atlantic City as if that gambling meccas was somehow indicative of the entire state.
Everyone knows that Atlantic City is disgusting and horrifying. But the reason for it has nothing to with New Jersey itself. The reason is twofold: gambling and Donald Trump. And the rest of our fine state has no gambling (aside from the lottery, but who doesn’t) and we aren’t owned by Donald Trump. (more…)
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