I didn’t make it to Glastonbury this time around—and my memories of the “Somme years” 1997 and 1998 mean that I was nothing but glad to have avoided this year’s mudpits. Stephen Pollard, however, has his own reasons for staying away, and enumerates them in this three-year-old absurd rant of his, recycled on his Spectator blog. The festival, Pollard sniffs, is “a clichéd, typical and deeply worrying reflection of how those with time and money choose to abrogate any sense of propriety, decency and upholding of legal, let alone moral, values.” You get the picture—it’s dreary, humourless boilerplate, and would not be worth mentioning were it not for the wonderful response from “StuartA” in the comments.
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Some chap thinks that sitting in the mud listening to pop music is fun, and he has the cheek to call Pollard stupid. Golly.