Or the aunt who is a frowsy survivor of divorce and world-weariness, troublesome kids all grown up now. Depression, self-harming. for the remnants of the working class. They take out their fury on each other.
the five day working week & two day weekend. whose idea? "nugatory paradise of weekends". the dreary Sunday evening feeling, one of the worst things in creation. What is the consensus? Friday and Saturday nights as drinking time. "The feast of St. Monday".
Open letter to the soap-opera watching housewife. Primary-coloured weekly TV guide, open on the couch. Endless, insanely complicated soap operas and drama serials. as escape from and alternative to real life. Proletarian female demographic. As well as housebound pensioners.
Yes, apathy. "democracy" as a very strong and effective cover for totalitarianism encourages apathy. Who's the hidden enemy in Britain today? You knew where you were with the top-hatted factory owner. The upper crust, to be seen at epsom and ascot. The working man in his bunnet at the shipyard.
Later, class fluidity. The trendy working-class millionaire. A media-saturated world. TV chefs, footballers, popstars, five-minute reality TV celebs. ultra-short term celebrity. generations of complete cynicism and godlessness.
The celeb career of a few months. Heat magazine. brief notoriety. brief fixation on ephemeral nonentities. Televised auditions for popsingers. Ideal: a clean, healthy-living, opinion-less popstar, fully controllable.
What do they want? The popsinger as product. The marketable teen. Feverish commodification of the individual. The whole process as completely demystified and in itself commodified. cynical, knowing little girls, eager above all to market themselves.
Take a look at the position of the "bland pop-singer". Product of the pop factory. A production-line of marketable teens. safe, non-controversial opinions. This is for the pre-teenage audience.
De-mystification of the whole process: humiliations at auditions as entertainment. Cruel put-downs n all. A whole generation of desperate-for-fame young people. You can sometimes palpably feel their dreams being crushed. Meanwhile, big profits for the record companies. Before the bandwagon grinds to a halt...
Current state of the left: old-fashioned trade unionism first of all. The laughable morning star: "the comrade moved a motion in favour of his fellow brothers...". The outmoded trots losing ground. New Labour: a centralist party. Their aim from the start: to become an electable party. they are adaptive. post-socialist. Imagine a post-political world.
"I am so happy to finally discover the free-market system" Latvian "glamour model".
It seems though that the same thing is written above the door, it still says "make profits for us". Same old British class system, slightly modified.
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