Tuesday 19 June 2007

Why I love Paul Potts and Lewis Hamilton

Two unlikely heroes have emerged from the UK to leave a trail of feel-good feeling strewn across the country in the most unusual way. The first winner of Britain's Got Talent, Paul Potts, moved reality shows to a new level when he was crowned the undisputed king of talent in the programme. Yet he couldn't have been a more unlikely winner at the beginning.

Paul Potts appeared on stage at the audition looking pained, dishevelled and grim-faced to hide his uneven teeth and clearly uncomfortable. Not too attractive, one might say. A former victim of bullying, and clearly lacking in confidence and esteem, he would not have looked out of place as an lost orphan. In a world focusing on beautiful celebrities and spurious interpretations of beauty, Paul would have been firmly placed on the near side of ugly. When he told the judges, including the dreaded Simon Cowell, that he was going to sing opera, they cast unbelievable sideways glances at each other, unable to hide their disbelief. This would be over quickly, they must have thought, red buzzers at the ready. He was way down the audition list towards the end, so they were not in the best of moods. They questioned him briefly and he began.

What followed next was sheer poetry and fantasy, being so unexpected as to be unreal. He began to sing Nessun Dorma and in a few moments the audience had tears rolling down their eyes. I felt goose pimples all over my body and was suddenly very tearful too. He had the most incredible voice I had ever heard. I have never liked opera but I knew from that moment onwards I would follow Paul Potts to any concert he did. His voice was mesmerising. Apparently he spent £12,000 on lessons and thought they were wasted as they didn't lead him to much. But little did he know that he was being prepared for such an amazing moment in his life, that the money was the best investment he did. He brought the house down and went on to win the final. The judges were naturally speechless. At the time of writing, more than 3 million people had seen his video below.



Paul Potts might have won £100,000 and the chance to perform before Her Majesty the Queen, but his win has far greater implications for two important reasons. First, the final show on TV had 12 million viewers, the highest for a long time on such a show. The audience simply lapped up his talent. People obviously want to hear of positive things, not just depressing news of killings and maimings. Second, people love the underdog because they too can live vicariously through those winners, to dream of their big day. British society is also in transition and if people like him can help to remind us of what is beautiful, wholesome and really important, that is no bad thing. Paul Potts, a humble mobile phone salesman with a big dream realised that dream, and, in the process, will be helping an awful lot of people not only to see a new perspective on entertainment, but, most important, a new perspective on their world. Many people will be the richer for it.

It is interesting that in the same week another unlikely champion emerged from Formula One racing. Cheeky, bright, articulate, very talented and the Black champion ever, Lewis Hamilton, raced home to take the sport by storm, both in Europe and in America, seemingly with the greatest of ease. These two amazing young men in their own way offer tremendous inspiration for an awful lot of people in the UK. Most important, Lewis Hamilton and Paul Potts have shown the value of having a dream and being passionate about it, no matter the costs. If you believe badly enough, and dedicate time and effort to it, things will happen in time. Paul got into debt paying for his lessons. His wife must have wondered what on earth it was all about. All that money they could ill afford must have seemed a waste. This week she found out just what was possible. Lewis had started in the sport almost from the toddler stage, with a doting father who held three jobs at one time just to help him move closer to that dream. The stuff of books and legends.

Young men, and women, all over the country now have permission to dream, not just about being famous for being famous, but to realise that dormant talent they night possess and dare not admit before now. For the first time in a very long while it feels truly good to be British. Cheers to Paul Potts and Lewis Hamilton. Good Luck!

Monday 4 June 2007

Is the British Royal Family Irrelevant?


A member of the Royal Family finally said something about the disappearance of little Madeleine McCann, a full 14 days after she disappeared. Members of this august family are not known for their pronouncements on the public stage, but it has been accepted that when there is a real tragedy, especially on a personal basis, we expect our Royal Family to give a lead, especially in compassion, care and appreciation of the situation. Despite that appalling tragedy for the family, and the incredible amount of attention it has drawn, it took Prince Andrew two weeks to say something, and it wasn't planned either. He departed from his set text in Scotland to be human. One could be cynical and say that, whatever else he was going to pronounce on at that event would not have had so much media coverage, so he made a wise decision!

The Royal Family is rapidly becoming an anachronism in today's classless world of high tech reactions, individual expressiveness and instant soundbites. The Queen still gives out medals and public honours based on the 'British Empire', yet where that empire exists these days is entirely beyond me. Paradoxically, she is head of a commonwealth which is highly multi-racial, yet there is not a single Black person in her entourage, no Black advisers and certainly no Black staff in her palace. Furthermore, this commonwealth is is weighed down under the oppressive symbolism of an unjust 'empire' that obstinately continues to take pride of place in our language, no matter how offensive it is to certain sections of the British community. There is no move to get rid of the archaic, divisive and racist symbolisms which divide her subjects, despite her important role in the commonwealth.


In the dark ages
The problem with the royal Family is that it has not changed with the times. Members are still trying to apply traditional, unequal ways of behaving to a situation which has long dispensed with tradition. Diana offered a golden chance of bringing the monarchy up to date with current expectations, but her demise meant that her sons offer the best hope of change. In a world where blog is king, there is no place for silence from our Royal Family anymore otherwise they rule themselves out of our rapidly advancing world simply by omission. That could explain why, except for the Queen, William and Harry, their popularity has dramatically declined and only a few people turn up to see them at events. We need a caring, expressive Royal family who is not just there for the tourists, but one who, through its own lead, will begin to justify the £10 million per year the public purse has to supply to keep them in the dark ages.

In its present form, the Royal Family is definitely irrelevant, having the trappings without the substance. As a strong Royalist who has no desire to see Britain become a republic, to me it would be nice to see a leading Family which is more in tune with our modern age, more approachable, more inclusive and far more appreciative of the benefits of technology to getting their own message across; one that is no longer guided by a colonial empire but reflecting a modern society based on respect for the individual, regardless of class, race, creed or birth.
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