20 September - Sly & the Misses
How exciting, not! The (unknown to the general public so far) girlfriend of J in Rome was the assistant to Sylvester Stallone’s wife recently as he was a judge in the televised, big event Miss Italy contest. You give them a pot of money they’ll do anything. You can probably get Bill Clinton on some Saturday night TV show there. Just show them the money.
Well, I have no gossip on Sly yet, am sure she will tell me some juicy bits later. In the meantime, I go look at the website to check the winner as had said to J, ‘They’ don’t mind having blond girls in the competition but the winner is always dark haired’ Don’t ask me why I know these things. I keep up with world culture/mores me! And I was right. So here’s the - dark haired - winning girl and the main thing about her is that shock horror, no one with short hair has won in the last twenty years! Wow!! Front page news! How subversive this idea that the feminine beauty icon can be boyish in her hairstyle. What can we read in all of this? That she prefers not to spend so much money on shampoos and conditioners? Anyway, on the left hand side of Miss Italy website, with all its postage stamp beauties, there is a list of 25 other Misses, all sponsored by some brand, so we have 'Miss elegance', 'Miss nail varnish X', 'Miss swimming costume Y' and so on. So it seems that the culture of everyone is a winner has spread to Europe too. It must have been an interminable TV programme with all these women getting up to claim their prize. And does the fact you have so many winners, make the remaining, by now so few losers, feel truly awful?
As I navigate away to other websites, it would appear though that Italy this year has given a resounding rejection to reality TV progs and especially the sub-sub-sub celebrity ones. Who’d have thought? And this was a country where what happened in the Big Brother house was probably a little more risqué than the UK I’d imagine. Actually it’s possible that after they saw them eating brains for breakfast and f cking each other’s brains at night, there was nowhere else to go? Live BB torture? So there you have it. As the UK dumbs down, Italy, the previous butt of jokes about bad TV with sexy chicks etc has wised up and rejected the moronic inferno. The audience went out for ice cream instead or whatever they do in places where it's hot at night. They prob. still have the sexy chicks with silly costumes on Italian TV, but they don’t let them talk much so that’s ok. No insult to intelligence there. And if you're a breast implanted, all dancing TV girlie please don't bother to write in to point out you do have a Phd in genetic engineering. That may well be so, and I guess there are no jobs in that field and you're just trying to see if rictus smiles get you any further in life.
Well, I have no gossip on Sly yet, am sure she will tell me some juicy bits later. In the meantime, I go look at the website to check the winner as had said to J, ‘They’ don’t mind having blond girls in the competition but the winner is always dark haired’ Don’t ask me why I know these things. I keep up with world culture/mores me! And I was right. So here’s the - dark haired - winning girl and the main thing about her is that shock horror, no one with short hair has won in the last twenty years! Wow!! Front page news! How subversive this idea that the feminine beauty icon can be boyish in her hairstyle. What can we read in all of this? That she prefers not to spend so much money on shampoos and conditioners? Anyway, on the left hand side of Miss Italy website, with all its postage stamp beauties, there is a list of 25 other Misses, all sponsored by some brand, so we have 'Miss elegance', 'Miss nail varnish X', 'Miss swimming costume Y' and so on. So it seems that the culture of everyone is a winner has spread to Europe too. It must have been an interminable TV programme with all these women getting up to claim their prize. And does the fact you have so many winners, make the remaining, by now so few losers, feel truly awful?
As I navigate away to other websites, it would appear though that Italy this year has given a resounding rejection to reality TV progs and especially the sub-sub-sub celebrity ones. Who’d have thought? And this was a country where what happened in the Big Brother house was probably a little more risqué than the UK I’d imagine. Actually it’s possible that after they saw them eating brains for breakfast and f cking each other’s brains at night, there was nowhere else to go? Live BB torture? So there you have it. As the UK dumbs down, Italy, the previous butt of jokes about bad TV with sexy chicks etc has wised up and rejected the moronic inferno. The audience went out for ice cream instead or whatever they do in places where it's hot at night. They prob. still have the sexy chicks with silly costumes on Italian TV, but they don’t let them talk much so that’s ok. No insult to intelligence there. And if you're a breast implanted, all dancing TV girlie please don't bother to write in to point out you do have a Phd in genetic engineering. That may well be so, and I guess there are no jobs in that field and you're just trying to see if rictus smiles get you any further in life.
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