Guilty pleasures

I have something to confess: I indulge in sinful behaviour.

Nothing illegal, mind you. I’m a big believer in rules, so long as they’re just. Anything I have done has been within the letter and the spirit of the law.

Still, it’s pretty shameful.

I listen to Justin Bieber. Katy Perry, too.

Nicki Minaj. Lady Gaga. Rihanna. Ke$sha. Akon. Enrique.

Yes, even Britney.

Yeah, I’m a sucker for saccharine pop. The really sweet stuff — so overproduced, massively promoted, synthesised and dramatised, mashed up, made for dancing.

It’s not as though I’m hurting anybody. This vice — one of only a handful to which I’ve succumbed — is utterly harmless.

Or at least that’s what I tell myself when I look in the mirror in the morning and see a man desperately clinging to the last vestiges of youthful exuberance staring back at me…


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