Bagpipes and Pasta: A Celebration of Authenticity? (Please, No.)
Right then. Let’s talk about this… innovation happening at the Milan Cortina Winter Games. Apparently, in a bid to “inject Scottish tradition” into curling – a sport already steeped in centuries of history and genuine cultural heritage – were getting an Italian pipe band. Yes, you read that correctly. Italians. Playing bagpipes. Because clearly, Scotland wasn’t enough. We needed more tartan, delivered via a musical ensemble comprised entirely of people who probably think haggis is a particularly pungent form of pasta.
Honestly, the sheer absurdity of this decision has me clutching my sporran in disbelief. Is there truly nothing original left to offer? Must we dilute every aspect of culture into a bland, palatable concoction for the masses? The Scots will be thrilled, I’m sure. Theyll just love hearing their iconic music butchered by individuals who likely learned the chanter from a YouTube tutorial while eating gelato.
It’s not about celebrating; it’s about commodifying and superficially layering something onto an event that already has plenty of its own soul. It feels less like a heartfelt tribute and more like a marketing departments fever dream. I suppose next theyll be serving deep-fried Mars bars with balsamic vinegar. Just… marvelous. Absolutely marvelous.
