John Davidson says he is “deeply mortified” that anyone thought his involuntary tics were “intentional or to carry any meaning.”
Full statement:
“I wanted to thank BAFTA and everyone involved in the awards last night for their support and understanding and inviting me to attend the broadcast. I appreciated the announcement to the auditorium in advance of the recording, warning everyone that my tics are involuntary and are not a reflection of my personal beliefs.
I was heartened by the round of applause that followed this announcement and felt welcomed and understood in an environment that would normally be impossible for me. In addition to the announcement by Alan Cumming, the BBC and BAFTA, I can only add that I am, and always have been deeply mortified if anyone considers my involuntary tics to be intentional or to carry any meaning.
I was in attendance to celebrate the film of my life, I SWEAR, which more than any film or TV documentary, explains the origins, condition, traits and manifestations of Tourette Syndrome. I have spent my life trying to support and empower the Tourette’s community and to teach empathy, kindness and understanding from others and I will continue to do so. I chose to leave the auditorium early into the ceremony as I was aware of the distress my tics were causing.”
I love the Olympics. Winter, summer, every single games, I tune in.
I love it because we see how sports bring us together.
I love it because we are reminded that sports are the ultimate equalizer. Look at weightlifting in the summer Olympics or downhill skiing now. The weights and the mountain don’t care what country you come from, how much money you have, or what religion you are. The weights and the mountain are the same for every single competitor.
I love it, most of all, because the Olympics remind us of a core life lesson: greatness and heartbreak live right next door to each other.
You can’t find greatness without a few meetings with heartbreak and failure.
We saw this very clearly over the weekend.
Like many of you, I’ve been following my friend Lindsey Vonn’s inspirational comeback. She’s 41, one knee is completely rebuilt, and now she went into the Olympics with a freshly-torn ACL.
As storylines go, you can’t get any better. It is gutsy. It is brave. It is a little bit crazy.
And it brings out all of the losers to do their naysaying.
“Why would she do this?”
”She must be missing something in her life.”
“It’s irresponsible.”
What these people don’t understand, because they’ve never tried anything great, because they’ve never pushed themselves to the absolute edges of their limits, because they’ll never know their real potential, is that there is no such thing as risk-free greatness.
Yesterday, when her Olympic dreams ended in that horrible crash that left all of us praying for her in front of our televisions, the haters were out in full force.
I don’t need to repeat it. Twitter has given losers enough of a platform; I won’t be amplifying them in this newsletter.
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Wow, the Olympics actually makes me so emotional, the Snowboarding Parallel Giant Slalom has been so fun to watch!! Seeing people medal tugs at the strings in my heart 😂 #Olympics#MilanoCortina26
I am fully #AmorimIn still, he has removed all the crap from the changing room, he doesn’t have the players at his disposal rn. I agree that he makes bad decisions sometimes, but a lot of our loses and draws can be subject to the players. Sesko could of had 3 goals today! #LEEMUN
I think Man Utd fans are so bipolar. As soon as we win a game everyone’s screaming that we’re the best from the top of their lungs. But when we draw or lose they think it’s the end of the world, Amorim out. I think it’s just silly and Goldbrige doesn’t help with this either.