(Written after this morning’s Sunday Brunch).

Russell Brand is an eloquent and articulate author, amongst other things, which is owed to his interest in classic literature, most prominently the works of Lord Byron, a highly sexualised Romantic Movement poet.

You might say the Get Him to The Greek star is a reincarnation of the author of Don Juan, but more likely a kind of ‘imitation’, given that he himself has won the ‘Shagger of the Year’ award albeit courtesy of the Sun newspaper. The fulfilment of these ambitions has not always made him happy as he so often admits due to his ‘addictive personality’. But his quick wit suggests he is susceptible to boredom, which he mistakes for pain, because he is clearly an extremely wilful and determined individual.

His extraordinarily poetic way with words unfortunately is not always synonymous with good logic. He is open to the idea of the existence of god, but primarily because he presumes that there are unknowable forces in the universe. (If there are forces unknowable, then how does he know they are there? He doesn’t know.) This is how he makes himself more appealing to god-fearing people whereas educated people dismiss that he has an intellectual capacity.

Russell Brand is wealthy of his own accord, but is also somewhat sluggish about it as he has a sympathetic weakness towards the working class. This is most evident in his successful attempt to prevent a council estate being flattened to the ground. But his community spirit is no surprise considering he grew up in Grays in Essex.

But he is relevant to regular people insofar as he is a benefactor of sorts, and a famous one at that. This is because Russell, being the unique and quirky wordsmith that he is, would probably not fit in with many people in and around Thurrock. This kind of secretly horrifies him and he spends a lot of time out in the open trying to ‘keep it real’.

As much as he is aware that he is exceptional, he has not always appreciated it as much as he probably should have.