Big Brother concludes...And order is restored!

Well after my last post I'm glad to see that the world has regained its sanity. The twins have been kicked out, followed by Michael which is fair enough. The final three were appropriately upstanding and decent people and the final two were decent, vulnerable sometime underdogs, which is as it always has been and as it should be. At this point I would have felt satisfied whatever the outcome. However, when Denise was announced as the winner, it did all make a poetic kind of sense. The crowning ceremony is somehow especially gratifying when it imbibes a wounded contestant with the healing energies of approval, when it reinvents the underdog as a winner, the ugly duckling as a swan.

After Denise's self esteem had taken such a battering on the show, it seemed entirely fitting that it would be she who was thus transmuted. It was all the sweeter considering her background and those she represented like the older woman, the working class girl, the survivor of mental health problems. Justice was beautifully delivered, after she had been bullied and castigated so mercilessly by the arrogant American 'mean girl' style Playboy Bunnies and the flashy, cool, priveleged American movie star. These people who no doubt considered themselves natural born 'winners' were left to sit by whilst she took the crown and received the love and vindication of the British Public. Lovely!