Looking good on a horse.
The multitude of singing competitions on the television, a nationwide obsession – nay dependence on others ability to tunefully talk. Humans put effort, fuel and lots of money into this dependence for a big visual, low audial production of the drug ( the production levels of the music normally the same as a Sunday pub covers band). But for one-hour every saturday early evening the get their hit – they transcend into bliss, forget their varicose veins and poor money managing skills – they’re tripping balls. Unfortunately the hit only lasts for around an hour or so, after which the drug seeps out of their system and the user descends back into reality.
But is the drug worth it? Couldn’t these users be putting their time into something more constructive than hanging around infront of TVs waiting for their next singing fix. And the drug has many consequences: nausea, dizziness, sickness, dissatisfaction with life, inability to imagine, inability to perceive the abstract, a general unwillingness to succeed, a neccessary conformity to rules. And it effects more and more children each year. The only remedies seem to be LSD, Books, and Nudity.
Surely if we diverted all the attention and money that goes into singing television programmes and Dressage towards universal justice and happiness – we’d create the greatest happiness ever.
And if we’re going to have Dressage – can we have some passion. To slightly steal from Mr Bill Hicks, I want my dressage competitors “to fucking rock!”. When did absolute mediocrity and conformity become ‘talent’ and ‘pushing yourself to the extreme’? Why aren’t we addicted to watching those who fuck things up – they’re the ones developing human understanding.
Holiday competitions, health problems, arbitrary politics, singing contests, judging the burberry’d, holiday competitions. What does it take to stop this cycle of mediocrity? How much nudity, books and lsd will it take!?
The biggest problem with this medicrioty, I find, is that it dwells recessive, stagnates and manifests itself into hate. Coffee shops beam hate – cappuccinos and hate seem to be perfect together. Once we settle for our latte and mediocrity, we forget to educate ourselves and try find the easiest and simplest way to explain why things are so mediocre – this is often hateful.
This morning of GMTV Eamonn Holmes questions the practices of multi-million pound corporations who enslave millions worldwide and create utter misery, Fiona’s on the couch with the working class discussing unity against oppressive government tactics, and roaming reporter Keith Chegwin’s out in Bradford celebrating multiculturalism.
