See what you think. Thanks.
BLACKIN’ UP FOR THE BBC
INT. DAY. AN INTERVIEW ROOM IN THE BBC TELEVISION CENTRE.
A YOUNG, SMARTLY DRESSED BLACK, MALE INTERVIEWEE SHAKES HANDS WITH A MIDDLE AGED WHITE INTERVIEWER.
Interviewer:
Please sit down, Mr. Stevens. Now, you know that we are looking to recruit new staff in youth orientated broadcasting.
Interviewee:
Yes, I read in the Guardian that there were jobs at 1 Extra, CBBC and Radio 1.
interviewer:
That’s right, now what experience do you have in those areas?
interviewee:
Well, I used to run the student radio station at Durham Uni, I’ve edited an online magazine about urban music and I’m currently running a creative arts project where I live.
Interviewer:
Nice – so, you deal with deprived kids escaping gun crime by rapping and stuff?
Interviewee:
No, it’s in Hampstead – usually gifted young musicians.
Interviewer:
Yeah whatever. Now, can you say this: “Bee bee ssseeeee dat coo dat yu kayy”?
Interviewee:
What?
Interviewer:
say, “it’s goin’ down lak dees, breakin’ it down lak dat ya get me?”
THE INTERVIEWER STARTS MOVING HIS HANDS LIKE GOLDIE LOOKIN’ CHAIN.
Interviewer:
Can you grow dreadlocks? We need you to look and sound more…
Interviewee:
Black?
Interviewer:
Er –
Interviewee:
You want me to ‘black up’?
Interviewer:
As a public service broadcaster we need to reflect the cultural diversity of the nation.
interviewee:
Which means you could employ black presenters who don’t talk like Frank Spencer?
The phone rings.
Interviewer:
Hi, yes.. he’s good but not ‘urban’ enough. No.. he doesn’t want to be blacked up…. OK, I’ll ask him.. you’re not gay, are you?
Interviewee:
Yes, I am.
Interviewer:
Would you be prepared to go to BBC ‘Camp camp’?
Interviewee:
Maybe.
Interviewer:
The job’s yours!
THEY SHAKE HANDS.
CUT