There is little which encapsulates the cold dead heart at the centre of modern life more than the fixation with "internet sensations". Man calls dog. Band plays tune. Failed politician appears in unsigned band video. "Star" farts. "Star" says something. Woman builds prop from SF show. Dog surfs. President eats burger. Man jumps. Man falls. Cat wears hat. Cat doesn't wear hat. School does something. And, just like performing seals, we're expected to uncritically bark and clap our flippers in the expectation for more of the same. Share it on Bakebook, twat it on Twatter. Post a response on Ya Tube. Me? Well I'm completely fucking bored with it. And I'm bored with the way the media sucker for bollocks like this. Every. Single. Fucking. Time. John Craven's Newsround is credited with popularising the "and finally" story at the end of a news bulletin. You know the monkey on the scooter / cute panda story which was designed to bring some light relief. Somewhere along the line this changed - now the "and finally" stories are "the news". Yet these stories are now so obviously and cynically constructed to be a "quirky news story" that I question the editorial wit and integrity of the people who are quite happy to fill their pages and rolling news hours with such manifestly contrived sub-trivial shite. No matter how "cute" or "funny" or "quirky" or "sensational" they think it may be.
And breathe*.
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