Sport Relief is hoping to beat the £50.4m it raised on its TV show two years ago in a star-studded night of performances and sketches on Friday.
Another of these tedious yetanotherthons where overpaid, overrated self-important, smug, self-righteous celebrities try to prize money out of our wallets. Fuck off already. I was subjected to this barrage of “it’s for charidee” when I was working at Sainsbury’s two years back as they are up to their necks in whatever celeb obsessed charity event is going. And, frankly, it was relentless.
I will never support any of these events. Ever. I did not give to Live Aid – despite Sir Bob’s exhortations and have never bought one of the numerous and dire charity records. I’m fussy about my charitable giving and I won’t give to any of these big events because I object to the emotional blackmail on display and I object to one penny-piece going to Africa. And, as the state already raids my wallet to give to charities – many of which I do not support – I fail to see why I should extend my generosity.
No, if the pampered celebs think this is such a fantastic idea and want to raise over £50m to give to some kleptomaniac despot in some African shit-hole, they can dig into their wallets and stump up the cash themselves, After all, they’ve got plenty of it – certainly more than I have.
As I time-shift my viewing, I’ll not be watching this tedious dross. I’ll be watching something I recorded weeks or months ago.
They will get fuck all from me.
I donate 3 times a week to charity via my lottery tickets, and I have thousands stolen every year via the taxman. They give fake charities my money without my permission. Between that theft, and foreign aid, I am ‘donating’ quite enough.
So they can all fuck off.
CR.
And the most obnoxious of them all is the blessed St. Bono, who, whilst exhorting – nay, demanding that – all of us to part with our hard-earned, was busy moving U2’s tax affairs/service company OUT of Eire in order to reduce the tax paid on their not-all-that-hard-earned…
Smug hypocritical bar steward..
All of the foregoing is ‘alleged’ of course, in case the beatified one’s legal lizards peruse my disenchanted discourse…
You reflect my thoughts exactly.
Nun. I “give.” But then I immediately cancel the payment.
That costs THEM money.
May I humbly point you to an old post detailing the ‘top five’ TV ‘charity’ adverts at that time?
http://foggy-mirror.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/and-then-beggars-banquet.html