Every time Paul McCartney opens his mouth publicly, it conjures images like this:
There is something unnerving and deeply embarrassing when you realize that someone you admired in your youth has stayed frozen in time and is stuck with the maturity and intellectual grasp of a not so bright twenty year old. In 1964 his musing were naive and innocent. In 2010 such musings sound disturbing.
Anyone who associates global ("Hide the decline") warming with the Holocaust is a real Nowhere Man.
Thankfully the Sun readers in London really give it to Sir Paul:
I guess it's true, Paul was replaced by a wax dummy from Madame Tussauds.
Or better yet:
Shut up and sing.