Eurovision 2023: The Show Of Unfairness And The Triumph Of People’s Hearts

Eurovision 2023: the show of unfairness and the triumph of people’s hearts

My god, this year left me exhausted.

It’s 1:30 am, the Eurovision Grand Final just ended and I am starting to write this post now, because I need some time to calm myself before going to bed. And maybe putting down some thoughts about this year will help me find some peace - at least for a couple hours.

This year has not been what was supposed to be, starting from the show and ending with the winner.

But let’s start from the beginning.

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Ukraine: robbed of their own show

We all know Ukraine couldn’t host Eurovision in their country because of the war, so they asked the UK to do that.

And the UK tried to be a good host. They reminded us of the reason why Ukraine couldn’t do it, they tried to call Ukrainian artists and make the show about them… only to systematically forget it two minutes later and start acting as if they won and this was their show.

I hope now you understand why last year I said to not give them power over anything. The UK has a tiny little problem called “massive ego” and if you give them a little crumb, they will immediately scarf the whole cake down.

This year should’ve been 70% Ukraine themed and 30% UK themed. What we had instead was the other way around: the UK gave us a tiny little interval show in the semifinals about Ukraine, then a massive show all about the UK.

The Gran Final has been the icing on this disgusting cake. It started with a bang, featuring all of our favourite Ukrainian artists in the span of five minutes: Tina Karol (I had no idea she was Ukrainian, what a nice surprise!), goddess Verka, my beloved Go_A with The Only Queen That Matters, aka Kateryna Pavlenko. And, of course, our favourite winners: the Kalush Orchestra. Man Carpet is still an icon and I still wonder what the singer sees behind that pink hat, but I don’t care. It’s perfect, it’s great, I want this but 200x more. I want them to steal the show, I want them in all interval acts. But no worries, I’m sure they will definitely appear more during the final. I mean, there’s no way the UK called them just to appear for 20 seconds, right? Right?

Oh sorry, my bad. I forgot this isn’t Ukraine’s show, this is UK’s show. We should definitely have Sam Ryder in the interval act and we should definitely make it all about English songs. I mean, it’s not like there are four of the most beloved Ukrainian artists in Liverpool. Let’s make it all a huge masturbation session of the UK instead.

I apologize if my metaphor offended someone, but this is what I felt while watching the UK celebrating itself. Like… can’t you do this in a private room? Do I really have to watch it? This is just one step below Portugal’s show, which showed a massive ego as well and tortured me for three nights straight, by repeating how cool they were and how nice they were and how I would’ve done a great choice visiting them.

But even if that was torture, at least Portugal was the winner of the previous year, not a host masturbating over the fact they are allowed to host a show they didn’t win.

The only choice I fully approve of in this show is the postcards idea: that was very elegant and respectful and I want to thank the person who thought about it. The cards show Ukraine’s beautiful places, UK’s beautiful places and every country’s beautiful places. It’s all beautiful and it’s a great way to both honor Ukraine and emphasize UK’s hosting role, since it looks almost like the UK acts as a “connection” between Ukraine and every other country.

Unfortunately for us, this is the last proof of elegance we will see for the rest of the show.

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ilia held your delicate hands in his. the game for ladies figure skating at the asian winter games. scoring the highest in the short program you were last to skate. skating after your on ice rival since beijing olympics, kaori sakamoto.

"you better win it all or else i'll hold it over you for brining us here on valentines," ilia says making you chuckle. "i know you'll do well don't worry. you're the reigning olympic and world champion. heck this gonna be your second grand slam! you set so many records that one could only dream of," his one hands leaves to cup your cheek. "you're a champion, my champion," he added. "i love you," he pecked your forehead.

"i'm not going on a war," you chuckled. "shh let me get in my wag boyfriend feels," he joked. "i love you too," you leaned over the boards to peck his lips before skating away. doing your little warmp before standing in your position of your program.

you breezed through the program. nailing each spin, step sequence, spins, and jumps. every quad was landed with a positive high goe, including the quad axel your darling boyfriend taught you. infactnyour quad axel in the free skate at this asian winter games was the highest recorded quad axel.

illia stood next to your coach. the way you blend your artistry with your technical elements never fails to leave him marveling at your abilities. you threw yourself in his arms as you walked your way to the kiss and cry along with your coach. ilia rocked you in his arms, placing soft and delicate kisses on the crown of your head.

holding his hands in yours, you rested your head on his shoulder as you listened to your coach giving her reviews about your skate. ilia squeeze your hand, reassuring you about your performance. and lo and behold! he was right. triumphing the asian winter games with a margin, your coach and ilia congratulated you as the organizers prepared for medal ceremony.

"first place, yn ln," the announcer announced as you took your steps on the podium. you leaned down as the medal was placed around your neck. you smiled for the cameras as your country's flag sat proudly on your shoulders.

smiling for the cameras, your eyes caught a familiar phone camera in the sea of professional cameras. ilia, who was proudly taking photos of you. a crimson blush crept up on your neck.

ilia opened his arms for you, again, as you stepped off of the ice. "see i was right. you'd win it all." you rolled your eyes at his cocky tone. "you just lucked out on your bet malinin. you're american anyway," you smirked, looking up at him. "what's that supposed to mean moya lyubímaya (my beloved)?" he chuckled. "brining out the russian now are we? you have quite an identity crisis." you tip toed to peck his lips.

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"don't you love you love?" one of the reporters teased you at the press conference. "love wins all," another yelled erupting laughters of adoration in the room as you blushed. ilia just looked at you from afar, giving you massive love eyes.