Tuesday, 7 September 2010

Get me some tar, and a brush!

so everyone's back at school/college. and my cough still hasn't gone. it hasn't been a week and we're already hit with headlines of cheating footballers. to the naked eye, our country is a very shallow country indeed.
we have one of the highest divorce rates in the world, as well as those concerning obesity, especially childhood obesity.
our national treasure is a racist thug, who has a conviction for assault, and who spend £100k on her face, desperately hoping that by keeping Cole as her surname, people will forget about her past. Er, we're not that stupid Cheryl Tweedy, keep dreaming. Added to that, is the fact that she can't actually sing very well, yet she tops charts? We seem so stupid.
Our idea of headlines are sordid details of footballers' private lives and punch up's and our idea of entertainment is watching a dozen people locked in a house over 6 weeks, picking their noses and occasionally getting of with one other.
Now, I defy you not to tell me that that is a little sad.
The saddest thing? Not everyone is like this?

Tar brush, i think so.

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