Belga vs Phil

It happened many years ago, still I remember it as if it were yesterday. I performed an act, so insignificant and so trivial that you would not think it is worth a separate blog post: I turned on the radio. But immediately after pressing the button I wished I had not done so. Perhaps it was only because of the shock that I did not turn it off at once. Words cannot explain how I felt. I really did not know whether to cry or laugh. The only thing I knew was that I would never in my whole life forget this experience and it would haunt me till my dying day.

Is this the way love is expressed in today’s world? Disappointing. Shameful. Disgusting. I am sick, really! Even if this song was intended to be a joke or parody – and it probably was –, it does not make the situation better. This dreadful piece of music was composed, there is no turning back now. We cannot make it cease to exist, and this is already the worst thing that can happen on earth.

I might be conservative. I am perfectly aware of that. But for me a love song is still like this one. I might be conservative, but if I had to choose between two men on the basis of which of these two songs they sing to me as a proposal, I would not hesitate for a second to say yes to the one singing this latter piece. I listened to these songs one after the other several times, trying to understand modern culture. No success so far. I might be conservative, but for me there is just no comparison.