Monday 12 December 2011

RefleXions....

So the results are in and you - the Great British Public (minus we, who didn't) have spoken.
"Girls Who Can Sing a Bit" beat "Boy Who Can Sing a Bit". Which is the historic first time that a girl-group has won X-Factor. Which is good, because that's historic. "Girl Who Shouldn't Be in It" went home yesterday, while "Brittle Girl" got knocked out a couple of weeks back and "Over-sexed Jack the Lad" was thrown out for living up to his name.
We've come on a journey here. We'd previously met "Nice Camp Bloke" and "Black Soul Diva". And if we think back, there some others - do you remember "Chubby Deluded Chav" and "Person Whose Appearance was an Abdication" of the Duty to Care? And "Old Sweet Bloke with Grand-daughter"? Or was that a different programme?
No matter. Next year they'll all be back, no doubt. Their faces will have changed slightly but they'll still be recognizable. The ones who get through to Round 2 will still be the ones whose back-stories you heard before they sung. And the ones who don't go through will still have been parachuted through with no context from Planet People-We-Laugh-At.
The panel of judges will have been pruned, culled reshuffled or swept away as the case may be, with sinister Machiavellian rumours of "what really happened between Gary and Louis" carefully leaked to newspapers desperate for news stories people can understand.
And we, the Great British Public, can go on passing judgements - often quite vicious - on innocent, sometimes deluded, sometimes ambitious and talented though sometimes just plain lazy people.  Sure, if these people were animals we'd be prosecuted for cruelty. Still, it keeps us going through to Panto season. But I'm not sure it makes us better people. We've not really been on a journey - we've been sat on the couch with a pizza, a phone and a judgemental attitude. And our stereotypes have been fed to us with our pizza.

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