Kettle on

Having not learnt my lesson from the SuperBowl incident, I am in the process of preparing to pull an all-nighter and sit up watching the Oscars.
I don’t know why I’m bothering really. I’ll only get upset by the flagrant display of ostentatiousness in a world where people are struggling to find ways to leave their war-torn, poverty-stricken homelands and find a safe country willing to accept them. I’ll see Kate Winslet and want to punch the TV screen while her face is on it, in response to her ludicrous statement recently that she often ‘finds it hard to leave a character behind’ and that it’s so traumatic and hard. (Try working a 12-hour daily shift in a hospital, where you’re constantly juggling administration tasks with patient needs, and where it’s a given that at least two of the people on your ward will die by the end of the week, THEN tell us how hard your acting job is…..)
Plus, let’s be honest, “La La Land” is going to win everything, because it’s set in L.A. and Hollywood is nothing if not a self-obsessed, self-serving, self-aggrandising, self-indulgent, self-worshipping incestuous cesspool of ego and narcissistic arrogance that cannot pass up a chance to pat itself on the back.
Yeah, I’m going to bed. 

RC 26-2-17
2215 GMT