my love you should know / the best of me left hours ago so / shove a rag into my mouth and let me smolder / fallout and the damage done / i can’t unsing the things i’ve sung / still not giving up though / i wish that i was sober

Mr. Wormwood says “all I know I learnt from telly” which is excellent, turns out…you wouldn’t have ever believed that suddenly the most powerful person in the world is Mr. Wormwood, that literally all he knows he gets from bad TV shows. Like, it’s unbelievable. You just wouldn’t…if someone had told me that when I wrote Matilda, I would have gone, “Nah, Mr. Wormwood wouldn’t be able to become president.”

But Mrs. Wormwood kind of represents this, what has happened in the post-digital age, with information being sort of all equal, and depending on what website you read, you can believe some insane stuff, and you just stay in that community and have your poorly-formed opinions vindicated and exacerbated by bubbles. And we are all in our bubbles. Somehow we have to get through this era and figure out how to teach people to pass information, and to understand that there is such thing as truth, and there are such thing as experts, and there is such thing as data, and there is such thing as…you are flawed.