Madonna
Just when I think that it’s impossible for that old skank Madonna to make herself look an even bigger cunt than she already has, she surprises us once more. Deja vu all over again.
I could wax lyrical on her capacity for self-obsessed pretentiousness, but her words on her latest ‘noir’ style Instagram ‘Quarantine Diaries’ save me the trouble. Here are some extracts for your delectation;
” I think it’s quite significant that the paper I’m typing on just caught fire”. (Wtf?).
” I am so confused in my own confusion, so bewildered in my incapacity to express my disappointment… because I know the futility of it, and yet I want the satisfaction of being known, of being understood”.
“I took a test and found that I had antibodies. I’m going for a long drive in the car, and breathe in the Covid-19 air. I hope the sun is shining”.
Blows out the candle next to the typewriter, and gets hot wax on her hand…
For fuck’s sake, how is possible to shove your head so far up your own arse without disappearing altogether into a parallel universe?. Just add this guff to her preening ‘candles in the bath’ effort and it’s undeniably clear. Madonna is a preposterous poseur of monumental cuntitude, who possesses the single saving grace of giving us all a horse laugh in trying times.
Nominated by Ron Knee




