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I hereby award the Brett Jensen Nation of the Month Award to Australia.
Australia doesn’t care for your bullshit. Australia doesn’t care what reasons the rest of the world has for hero worship. Australia paid for concert tickets, and Australia isn’t about to be sent home with any kind of friendly personal empathy for your non-performance.
Late last year, do-nothing former non-issue Britney Spears performed in Australia to much controversy. She performed (if that’s what you call not dancing and not singing while a troupe of dancers and fireworks parades about you) in Australia, and half the audience was upset, with a group simply walking out on the show. Many demanded their money back, saying that they’d come to see Britney Spears sing! (I didn’t say Australians were smart, just awesome) Britney became a sobbing, gooey mess, unsure why they’d be upset. Didn’t they know she lip-synched, she wondered publicly? Australians have, of course, not made the mental jump we American have. We associate Britney Spears with music and Barack Obama with hope. Any actual association may vary.
This is why Australians are wonderful. They hear big things about our performers, and excitedly turn out to hear all the promising things they’ve heard.
So when a 46 year-old crack addict who took a hiatus from singing to get punched by Bobby Brown showed up, the wonderful Australians came to meet her. “You’re making a comeback? Bless you. We’d love to be a part of it.”
So tell us, Australia! How was the act? The AP reports one fan as saying, “She couldn’t entertain a dead rat.”
She missed the high notes, forgot some words, didn’t know her band members’ names, and that was only two songs in… after two songs, she had to take an extended break.
Australians are pissed and calling her a million names, and I think that’s awesome. Please note for the record that I do NOT feel emotional empathy for incredibly rich and talented people who lose what they have because they’re idiots. I do NOT feel some personal internal bliss at their supposed resurrections. America, your stars and heroes don’t care about you… so stop fawning over their stupidity.
If ol’ Crackney Houston didn’t know she wouldn’t be able to perform more than two songs in a row, shouldn’t someone else have pulled the plug on the whole mess? If you want to live out your wasted days in the tabloids, fine. Don’t pretend that you can perform again and steal everyone’s money, though. We actually work for ours.