Approaching the Eurovision Song Contest (or, as an appetizer, the renewed Benidorm) is like leaning a little into the void, by looking out a window overlooking a black hole. It is useless and unpleasant to understand it show nonsense as a platform for thoughts, ideologies, “isms & rdquor; diverse and social demands. These events they have the ability to swallow everything, to swallow any offense until it is transformed by the action of the show’s gastric juices into a piece of shit suitable for majority consumption. The patent of these congregations is to hide behind the fact that politics is not allowed, while it is clear that everything is around us. But it’s the same. Even in extreme cases, the protest is ultimately considered another part of the showas happened to the Icelanders of Hatari a few years ago when they (oh yes!) showed a Palestinian flag, a gesture that the Palestinians themselves rejected as frivolous.
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Is coarse, after all, that we like it precisely for that reason, because it allows us to distance ourselves from the sticky thing with the air of international observers. The outrage over the defeat of the tits and the tongue is also part of the montage.
Reference-www.elperiodico.com