X-Factor ate my hamster!

So, apparently it turns out that X-factor is fixed! Who would've thought it! I mean imagine it...the shock!

Host Dermott O'Leary has apparently come out and said that Cheryl Cole's decision not to vote on the show at the weekend was a deliberate conspiracy hatched by the judges just before the show came back on air after a short break, to get rid of the candidate they wanted gone rather than the one who stayed even though her performance was weaker. Apparently, and I wasn't really watching so wasn't really paying attention, the one who stayed forgot the words and pretty much resorted to just begging for her position live on stage! According to The Sun, which I perused whilst waiting to get my hair cut today (I don't read that muck anymore than I would ordinarily watch X-Factor!), Dermott accidentally let this information slip out giving more ammunition to the loser's father who has slammed the show in recent days in the press!


Surely no one can be THAT surprised? It must be pretty obvious to anyone with a brain-cell that the show is a complete and utter farce? In the small bit that I saw the other night, a group (I will not even attempt to pretend I knew who they were) slaughtered, or should I say raped the life out of, the classic song Kids In America. It was right proper lowest-denomination telly and I felt myself getting dumber and dumber with every second that passed!

This latest scandal comes hot on the heels after Louis Walsh described one contestant as a "young Lenny Henry!" Personally I can't see what is wrong with that....after all, at least the contestant WAS black! It could have been worse, he might have said "You remind me of the late Roddy McDowell  in Planet Of The Apes" or "One of them Gollywogs like what my neice, Lucy, had when she was little..." or even "You remind me of a young Shirley Bassey" even though the contestant was male!


God...why do people spend sooo much time on this fracking shit? It's a pile of crap, it's shit telly and it has no relevance. In a year's time no one will remember anyone on it! And that includes Cheryl and Danni too with any luck!
 

Happiness, happiness... the greatest gift that I possess...

Sitting here with a cafetiere of Tiaramasu flavoured coffee and some toast, have just watched Sir Terry Pratchett talking about how he would like to be able to choose when he can die, or have it chosen for him by proxy, when his alzaheimers gets to the point when he no longer has all his own marbles and before he is no longer recognizable as the man he once was. If only more of us could be so composed, rational, out-spoken and eloquent then this world would be a much better place and Sir Pratchett gives a very compelling argument for the right to choose when you want to die. As he said, he has seen as a journalist the results of suicide and seen the mess that people are left to clean up after people throw themselves in front of a train or jump off a high building, so doesn't society have a responsibility to give people a cleaner less traumatic choice if they decide that they want to end their OWN lives. Of course, people contemplating such measures would have to undergo counselling etc before being allowed to make such a momentous and far-reaching descision but it does make a lot of sense. Whether I agree with him entirely is another matter but he does offer a lot to think about for someone who is supposed to be degenerating mentally however slowly might be the case.

Talking of making the world a better place, a Professor on Twitter has come up with a social experimenmt that is being conducted all this week that aims to spread a little bit of happiness across the globe. Here is the link.. http://tiny.cc/qMieR if you want to get involved; I have signed up for it as it sounds like fun, can do no harm and might just make this world a little happier if it works! And certainly I have a lot to be happy about this week.....