In a previous blog (1st October), I gave my opinion of The X Factor in three words - mediocre, nauseating rubbish, By chance (or was it horrid fate?), I've just caught the last five minutes of tonight's episode. Have I changed my mind? Absolutely no chance but it has given me the inspiration to indulge in some splendidly hyperbolic purple prose!I just can't regard this programme as entertainment. This is The Jeremy Kyle Show with a very bad backing track, And for Gary Barlow and his cronies to make out that they actually care as this pre-scripted, nonsense plays out is beyond contempt. The X Factor is nothing more than a textbook lesson in how to brainwash the masses through emotional glove puppetry. It is a tasteless, exploitative, intelligence-insulting marketing exercise, and to submit to it is to allow yourself to be intellectually raped.
Gosh, I feel better for that!
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