Who gives a fuck about the Melbourne Cup, really?
I’m going to put this out there and say that 90% of the people that get themselves in to a frantic mess worrying about watching a horse run down a strip of grass for those one and a bit minutes do not give two flying fucks about horses and/or horse racing for the other 364 days of the year.
I’m not talking about the people who work in the horse industry, or the fashion side of it, i’m talking about the lady next door and even the kid down the road, who on any other given day couldn’t give a fuck about a horse race.
Come 3pm on the first Tuesday of November you will see every man, woman and dog crowded round the nearest TV or radio carrying on like it’s the end of the world.
The Melbourne Cup is merely branding at it’s best, in that it makes people believe that they want and need to subscribe to/watch/buy/place bets/spend money on something that they otherwise do not want, need or give a fuck about.
I will be sitting back and laughing at all the people pretending they care, that is better than watching a bunch of (to be politically correct) “Little People” whipping the arse end out of their horses any day, who’s joining me?
I say, Fuck the Melbourne Cup!
Since writing this article, i have been informed that those that i refered to as “Little People” actually prefer to be called “Shetlan People” sorry guys, no hard feelings, please excuse my ignorance.
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