Yes, I confess. The husband is away and I am catching up on stuff -- and I couldn't resist watching the final of BGT. I hadn't seen any of the previous parts, but I had heard of the Susan Boyle phenomenon, and just today I had caught up with Hollie Steel, aged 10, crying on stage in the semi-finals.
I had a pretty clear view of the whole process, Not so very different from the display of 'cripples', 'freaks' or 'exotic foreigners' in nineteenth-century spectacles (or from gladiatorial shows, for that matter), this was another version of mass-market exploitation of the disadvantaged. How could people -- or a parent -- subject a 10 year old child to that?
So it was with the intention of enjoying some righteous indignation that I switched on.