Ballet, opera, theatre, music, art.
We all know that 1000s of people depend on “the arts” for a living. Dancers, singers, musicians, actors, luvvies, box office staff, prompters, lighting engineers, tea makers, artists et al. And we further realise what a wuff time the poor darlings are having right now wiv no audiences. But why should they be subsidised anyway? Grants for this project, awards for that “workshop”. How is it that the posh middle classes get free money to support what THEY like while there is little or none for majority interests such as sport?
The argument is that these splendid troupers are guardians of the nation’s culture and well-being. That we could not live without the wondrous “work” they do in uplifting our dreary little proletariat existence.
Well, we seem to have survived for a good few months without this army of pretentious prats. I don’t hear of many folk sobbing because they can’t book to see Les Miserables or even Mama Mia. Let alone watching impossibly thin twats in tights poncing across a stage or improbably fat gits wailing in Italian.
If (posh) people want this stuff then let them pay for it without taxpayers propping them up. The full price.
The rest of us simply don’t need this array of subsidised snobbery.
Nominated by Lord Helpuss




