...on Coach Trip.
I never watch that programme. I have a life and I work so I don't find the time...what I do know about it is that it's got people on it going around Europe on day trips and they get to vote on each other at the end of the programme and the losers get sent to Auschwitz. I think. That all seems a little too severe to me...I prefer them to be shot in the head. Put them out of their -no longer on holiday- misery.
A friend I recently made and I where watching 1984 on video the other day. When the men from Eastasia are being tied up and shot...I laughed. My friend asked me why I thought that scene was funny when it was so obviously not. I told him that the context was amusing, these poor bastards are being used to make the masses feverish and are no more a threat to them than a piece of paper with a drawing of a mouse on it...or something along those lines...the truth is..if you cant laugh at everything what can you laugh at?
The only other option is to cry at how cruel we are sometimes.
I choose to laugh but that doesn't mean I'm laughing on the inside.
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