Help! From Glee to glum
Sometimes frivolous matters, like approaching national bankruptcy, the emergence of Labour or the worry of negative equity, can distract from the really serious signs that the rapture is nigh: last week, Glee surpassed The Beatles as the best- selling non-solo "artist" of all time.
Just to confirm -- that's bad television karaoke over Hey Jude and the Fab Four. And the Gleeks are breathing down the neck of James Brown and Elvis Presley, in the all-time hit-maker stakes.
The days when we were merely naff enough to go out and buy music because we "heard it in an ad for Levis jeans" now seem like a golden era of discernment and good taste by comparison.
What's even more disturbing is that Macca himself seems to be going along with this state of affairs.
He has reportedly sent Beatles songs to the creator of Glee, seemingly hoping that they will include some in the show.
"He won't get a whole show," the New York Daily News noted, as if he were a struggling songwriter hoping for a leg up. "That's saved for real heavy-hitters, like Britney Spears."
This is how low we've fallen, people. We are humiliating icons and legends. If Macca is trying to negotiate his way on to Glee, it can't be long before we see Aretha Franklin trying to scrounge some press by being seen with Peter Andre; or Bob Dylan getting tips on performance from Cheryl Cole.
You have been warned.