Oh, and Esprix, it seems to me you were rather gleeful over Strom Thurmond’s death, so I fail to see why it’s okay to rejoice at the death of an admittedly vile asshole like Thurmond, but not okay to fling food at some pretentious asshole like Blaine.
Tuckerfan, David Blaine has harmed you or how you live your life… how, exactly?
Esprix
About the same as Strom, really.
Well he affected my life quite a bit as a gay man. So perhaps if David Blaine were to, oh, I don’t know, enact legislation to deny you basic rights granted to every other citizen in your country, I could understand you pelting him with eggs.
Until then, you’re just a rude bastard. So yeah, take pride in that.
Cheerio!
Esprix
I don’t see where goofing with an exhibitionist publicity hound is really that horrible, Esprix. No one’s trying to kill him or anything and it’s not like he can’t come down any time he wants. I think this is the first time I’ve ever disagreed with you but i really do think you’re taking this too seriously.
I mean, come on, I look at that box and two words come to my mind…
potato cannon. 
That’s not a line you here in porn movies everyday.
Anyway, I like Esprix, who is certainly not without a sense of humour. But Esprix you are definitely missing something in your analysis of the Brit attitude to the Blaine-in-a-box stunt.
Irreverance is something we Brits practically worship, and in the face of Blaine’s cringingly over-egged and transparently self-aggrandising pre-publicity it was always a racing certainty that he was going to have the piss ripped out of him, the only surprising thing to me is that anyone in his entourage is in the least bit surprised by this.
Now where to waste my millenial post,… um…
I have to admit, Spree, I think you’re missing something here. It’s not malevolence, it’s irreverance. Are you willing to deny that David Blaine is not a wanking arsehole? I don’t take him seriously and I don’t know anyoe who does.
He set himself doing this huge public stunt and giving it the whole “I’m so mystical” routine. We don’t go in for that over here. So he got pelted with eggs and people made fun him for being a wanking arsehole. Sure, it’s hard to do what he’s doing but he chooses to do it and with no greater purpose in mind other than he wants to. He’s not doing it for charity. He’s not doing it politically. I find him ridiculous and so do most of the people here. Sure, he’s done nothing to me personally. But he has been a pompous wanker and then expected us to enjoy it. Well, we are. In our own way
Don’t forget to keep your tallys, Doper Brits. My offer still stands. One free beer at the local pub of your choosing for every time you hit Blain’s box with a food item. Depending on how business goes, there is a good chance I will be in London at some point next year. Not only will the beers be on me, you will be the first Dopers that I meet face to face.
How anyone could have been suprised at the outcome of this stunt is beyond me. Like others have said, when I see a big old box hanging in mid air, particularly if there’s a dickhead magician inside, my very first thought is if I can find something to throw at it.
Haj
Really, Blaine’s lucky he didn’t pull this stunt in the States, because at least here in The South, someone would have decided to find out if the box was bullet-proof by now…
I actually saw Blaine and his box today (I didn’t go especially to see him; I was just walking down the riverside by Tower Bridge).
My reaction? “Wow - this has got to be the most pointless form of entertainment since that stupid badger-mushroom thing.” People were actually standing around watching him sleep, fercrissake. Pathetic.
I wonder if it would be like those classic Warner Brothers cartoons where two guys are stranded and starving, and one begins to think that the other is a ham sandwich.
I just wanted to say thank you to all of you (with the exception perhaps of Esprix, who proved only to be a downer in an otherwise entertaining and often informative thread) for giving me a great huge laugh over all of this. I’ve wasted an hour reading this thread 
But really… it was all worth it, even if there was no physical evidence of paul’s biscuit cannon… I WAS looking forward to that. You still have time, paul! I find the stunt pretty pointless, myself, but don’t particularly care about it. If I found myself in London right now, though, I’d be sure to lob a biscuit or two just to say I’d done it.
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Having an hour or so spare this morning after running in Hyde Park, I went down to see Mr Blaine. No one was throwing eggs or being horrible. It was mostly people standing around and saying “That’s David Blaine. In a box. Huh.”
He waved at lots of us. It was a feeble wave but what can you expect for a man who hasn’t eaten for a month? There were many sheets festooned below him with felt tip writing on saying things such as “You can do it, David!” and “You’re an inspiration!” Obviously, he’s not inspirational enough to get people to make proper signs instead of writing on sheets with felt tip pens. But I’m sure he appreciates the sentiment.
My point is, there isn’t much hostility. Mostly it’s just bemusement at the pointlessness of it all.
I just had a brilliant idea. Someone play the Badger Song nonstop outside of Blaine’s Box for about two hours. See the sanity fly away!
Channel 4, in an entertaining bit of programming, preceded a program on David Blaine tonight with the South Park “Blaine-tology” episode. Too, too funny.
I’m pulling for the guy out of pure self-interest. I got 2/7 odds on a rather large sum of money over at William Hill bookmakers. I opened an account just to bet on it. I don’t know if it will be a winning bet, but I know it’s a great bet. Here is a guy that isn’t doing anything that hasn’t been done before, has succeeded in every other endurance test he’s taken part in, and is a fricking illusionist (though I wouldn’t doubt it was real). People were just betting against him out of hope that he’d lose - not a recipe for riches.
There was supposed to be one of those ‘flash’ things last night at (precisely) 7.44pm with hundreds of people showing up to wave their favourite food at him – seemed a bit daft to me and I can’t find it online. Three’s a web site somewhere but I trashed it . . Anyway, ftr . . .
*"Illusionist David Blaine says he found the backlash against his 44-day stay in a plastic box in London “a little scary” but has now grown used to it.
He also said he was unlikely to embark on another stunt of this magnitude.
The American is nearing the end of his self-imposed fast, suspended by a crane near the River Thames, and is due to leave his box on Sunday. "*
- at least he seems to have cut out the magical mystic stuff in this interview. About fucking time.
-snip-
The point is that he thinks he is the next Houdini. Harry Houdini was a master showman for his time and performed many of the same types of feats that Blaine is performing today. In fact his showmanship was so good that people still talk about things that Houdini supposedly did THAT NEVER ACTUALLY OCCURRED!
Blaine wants to do the same thing, but the difference between the 1920’s and now is that people are more desensitized to these sorts of things. Plus Blaine has the absolute worst showmanship. Combine the two and you have a Houdini wannabe that does this crazy crap and noone cares.
I don’t think that means the same thing to me as I think it means to you…
I can’t believe for a minute he’s been wank-free for 40 days and 40 nights (it’s very biblical, all of a sudden) but if he has, he’ll need a wheelbarrow for those bollocks by Sunday . . . I just suddenly imagined what it must have been like having your nads encased in ice for 60 + hours (as per his previous cunning stunt) - you’d have three Adams apples by the end of that, surely?
Hmmm . . . re we entirely sure the Mystic One isn’t just some kind of weirdo career-cum life-style testicular flagellant ?