I seem to be losing my sense of irony. First I genuinely enjoyed the royal wedding, and not just for the pretty horses. I was even a little bit emotional when they said “I will”. Now, I find myself looking forward to the Eurovision. That’s not unusual, I love the Eurovision and watch it every year, but every year I find that I care a bit more about which song is going to win and smirk a bit less at the tackiness of it all. Where will this end? Will I have to emigrate to Germany where I can support leather-clad hard rock entries with a straight face?
On the other hand, though, what is the advantage of irony? Fair enough, it takes the edge of unpleasant things if you don’t have to take them seriously, but if it dampens my enjoyment of the royal pageantry of the wedding and epic Europeaness of the Eurovision, what’s the point? I’ll be shouting “douze points” with abandon this year, thank you!
K C Murdarasi 
Yay! I am not the only one.
I can’t wait for Eurovision. It’s not just one night though. It’s 3 nights! I can’t wait to be there in Germany to watch the final show LIVE. Wahooo.
You are so lucky! I’ll have to go to the live show one day.