This is commonly known as a GUILTY PLEASURE. THE FUTURIST! sought the correct definition of this phrase on Wikipedia. He often consults Wikipedia for knowledge, as he did recently regarding a rash on his inner calf. It was merely excessive corduroy pants friction. A common affliction according to Wiki. The informative internet encyclopedia cited GUILTY PLEASURE as:
something one considers pleasurable despite feeling guilt for enjoying it. Often, the "guilt" involved is simply fear of others discovering one's lowbrow or otherwise embarrassing tastes, rather than actual moral guilt.
THE FUTURIST! will start his therapy session, of sorts, with this recently discovered video of a set of performing "musical" twins called Jedward. After watching this, THE FUTURIST! was heard to say, "They appear to be some kind of X Factor creation." Brilliant deduction. They were and are. After intensive research that equaled the work done by Dr. Jonas Salk on a polio vaccine, THE FUTURIST! watched a few videos from The X FACTOR featuring Jedward. They can not sing and are hyper 17 yr old egomaniacs who think they are stars. The X Factor tries to mask many of their contestants faults through large spectacular production numbers and this is true in a Busby Berkeley sense with Jedward. All flash and lights and sound and dancing, but no talent.
So why,? Why is THE FUTURIST! about to admit to his fascination and unbridled glee in watching the video he is about to present below? THE FUTURIST! can not explain it ... it could be the music, though he detests rap. It could the production number. He does like clever film musical production numbers. It could his envy over the twins hair. They have a lot of it, but they do fashion it in a combination style of cotton candy and a human paintbrush. That is strange. It certainly isn't the appearance of Vanilla Ice in the latter half of the video. THE FUTURIST! dislikes Vanilla Ice very much. And the enhancement of sound tweaking and direction and editing and production value is throwing a deflection shield over the fact that the boys can't really warble at all.
One explanation could be those black suits with mustard vests under the boys' suit jackets. They look stylish. And what of the full display of unleashed energy on display as the young dolts jump and gyrate and punch the air in front of that tiny light bulbed logo of their stupid name? Oh, THE FUTURIST! is hurling derogatory adjectives in this post regarding Jedward ... obviously an excuse to thwart any reader's jaw dropping reaction to what they are about to see and his confession of how it fills THE FUTURIST! with momentary happiness. At the same time, THE FUTURIST! hates himself for liking it. It's packaged poisoned commercial candy. THE FUTURIST! feels like a farm hog rolling in his own slop and feces and smiling. Are you ready? The bomb bay doors are opening and the GUILTY PLEASURE BOMB is about drop ...