Wednesday, 28 May 2008


Back to work after an extended bank holiday (Whitsun ?).

Over the weekend we were subjected to the full horror of the Eurovision Song contest. Fucking Hell.

It's a celebration of a genre of music that I'm pretty sure doesn't actually even exist outside of the annual contest. And a chance to reenact the kind of national alliances that we haven't seen in real life since before the First World War.

Except, unlike in 1914, this time it's very clear that the UK doesn't have any allies in Continental Europe. Only the Republic of Ireland and sometimes Malta.

Why this appalling shit continues so long after its sell by date puzzles me.

The only explanation I can come up with is that it's secretly funded and organised by the CIA as a subliminal attempt to turn us in the UK away from any kind of pan-Europeanism and towards the Atlantic alliance.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ach - my daughters and I had a great time bopping around to the naff songs. Partner stayed huffily out of the room, so I don't know why he thinks he can comment on being `subjected' to it . . . Anyway, I think people forget that the voting has *always* been political - it's just that, in the past, western European countries tended to vote for each other and the UK had a vague chance of winning. Now we need to realize just how unpopular we are (or rather our government's policies).