Forty-four categories is far too much for something as fundamentally lame as the People’s Choice Awards, Lu and I have decided, but we’re married to this idea now, so we’re obligated to finish it. So here it is: the final installment of State of Affairs Versus The People’s Choice Awards. Today: MUSIC AND EVERYTHING ELSE THEY COULDN’T FIND A CATEGORY FOR.
Hm. So for another four years we in Canada will be blissfully devoid of saccharine super-patriotic television commercials, and as Alan Cross noted on his Twitter feed this morning, with any luck we won’t have to hear that awful “I Believe” song ever again. But now that the hype is already dying down in my home city of Toronto, I feel it would be prudent for me to comment on the phenomenon that is the Olympic Games.