Not watching TV, not looking for what they call 'entertainment,' or 'Celebrities,' in the media I nearly always miss the 'Award' ceremonies that are such a pleasure to the Paparazzi and cretins who live their lives through such events. Those who follow such ceremonies appear to me to be similar in outlook, if indeed they are different people, from those fascinated with the goings-on amongst the royals. Quite what is missing from the lives of those who spend hours awaiting the arrival of one after another badly dressed, overpaid, and until yesterday, unknown actress or royal I fail to comprehend. There is indeed a fascination with other peoples lives that many indulge, quite why someone so useless as an actor or royal inspires such adoration is something that fails to move me. Those who lead fascinating or productive lives can indeed be worth learning about, and indeed learning from, but as time passes I see all such are just as human and weak and broken as the rest of us. This often makes them more attractive to those of us who like reality.
However, the online 'Daily Mail' and similar media outlets consider such events as an awards night deserves half the page filled with sordid details of the arguments, responses, cutting remarks, and (in the 'Mail') all the 'woke' comments. (The DM does not explain what 'woke' is however.) Then there are the pictures. One after another the women line up in a competition better called 'Slappers 'R' Us' than 'Red Carpet.'
Each tries desperately to outdo the others in exposing skin, dramatic outfit, or just looking as bad as a teenager drunk while on a hen party to Gateshead. Rarely do they look glamerous as film stars of the past managed to look, though their studio photographers were attempting to make them look good, the paprazzi just want something flashy or rude for the papers and magazines that pay them. Quality is not required.
To scribble this I have had to check the 'entertainment' section of the online media, I am now regretting having such a large lunch, thick lentil soup followed by thick sausage stew, and I am glad there were no strawberries left to add today. My stomach does not seek out such events, they do however, bring a lump to my throat.
Another thing fascinating the media is this queen woman. Being 95 means she does not get around as much as possible and the media are becoming desperate for her to die! Careful of those royal fans the media tread gently regarding this woman, making use of info fed to them by the royals 'in the usual manner' and paying a few pounds here and there for details from behind the scenes they are working on the royal funeral details, the new king and his queen, and the opportunity to fill pages and pages with sentimental slop regarding one, and sordid stories regarding others. The treatment of William and Harry is a good example of this. As we write books are being produced, kept back until she goes so they can jump on the bandwagon at the right time, with lurid details unprintable when she is alive, but open season once she has gone. Some of them may even be true.
I canny wait...
The old lass looks like my mother did when she died at 94. We shrink as we age, walking is hard, moving is tough, especially when colds and such bugs affect us. No different for this lassie. Add to that the loss of Philip and the behaviour of Andrew and Harry and her life is not full of joy. No surprise then that she is missing engagements that mean something to her, engagements that are always overlong, include many handshakes, and wandering about large buildings doing your feet no good. There is no chance of using a wheelchair for such events. I suggested this to my mother and received such a rebuke that would frighten that nice Mr Putin! Liz would react in similar fashion, she knows that once in such a device she is as good as dead.
The media coverage is sloppy sentimental guff, but we do not forget the attacks on the royals when Diana died, simply because, once again, people lived their lives through her. It would have been better to have understood her as she was and lived your life in a more satisfactory manner as she never cared for you.
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