Why?

Why does a civilized person, after spending a Saturday bored out of their mind, have to, once they return home and sit at the table, encounter Top Of The Pops during a quick channel surf?

And why does all this have to happen while Studio 3 are "performing"(!)? Studio 3. Four (or five, I don't know) guys, placed there by some greedy producer thirsty for money, who pretend to be a boy-band for horny twelve-year-olds. How sad.

But is this really what we deserve? Perhaps, and unfortunately, yes. We deserve the poor imitation of the Backstreet Boys (who weren't even known for their looks). Sometimes I wonder if it really is so easy to make money by fooling people, and indeed it is, oh yes it is.
All it takes is a sappy lyric, a catchy chorus, four guys (at least one of whom is at least passably presentable), and you're at the top of the charts, becoming idols. The most for the least effort. And never mind if you are idols and if you top the charts thanks to pesky little girls, the important thing is to have your 15 minutes of fame, stash some cash away, and return to where you came from, having a great tale in your pocket to laugh about like crazy years later.

Please, enough.

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