Britain's Got Nutters!

Welcome back Britain's Got Talent.  I for one do not share the current fascination with so called talent shows. I don't care which celebrity can dance on Strictly or Ice skate on whatever the other show is called.  I don't care for the concept of X Factor where contestants don't try to win but instead live in fear of losing each week.
Imagine if Simon Cowell ran the Olympics. The 100m final would be run five times with the crowd voting off one of the last two until we had only the medal positions left.
I wonder if BGT in other countries brings eccentrics out in hoards. (See British and eccentric..linked like football and hooligan...see previous blog)
I love the fact that some of these people have turned up for a talent show, with family and friends and none of them have actually mentioned to the contestants that they may not be as talented as they think they are.
"Making noises like a wild dog may be fun in the pub on a Saturday night but is it a talent?"
"You are the best I've heard but how many accordion players drive a Porsche?"
"Standup comedians rely on spontaneity, so do you really need a script of jokes your nan smiles at?"

Amidst all the mad, bland and talentless, there are always gems. We all hope for another Paul Potts or Susan Boyle moment. (I refuse to call her SUBO as it sounds like a Japanese 4x4) A moment where you pre judge someone on how they look or talk before they unveil a talent that we can only dream of.
I hope that the Hungarian body puppetry group win as they are original, talented and innovative.
But until then, leave no stone unturned as there are loads more delusional talent free people out there whose friends either don't have the heart to point out their shortcomings or more worryingly, wish that they had half of the talents that their friends don't have.


Not the X Factor, more the Y Factor......Y did you bother to turn up?