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Now it’s this dimpled young bloke in a tie belting out Michael Jackson…

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Are Americans simply being reminded of Britain’s moral superiority by showcasing how, across the pond, freaks are celebrated for their talents whereas here they are simply held up for ridicule william “she bangs” hung; or chocolate rain, anyone?)?  Now, granted, American freaks probably do pull a little scratch, just as you have to pay for admittance to lobster boy’s lair or sneak a peek at a bearded lady.  But the British seem so genuinely taken with their freaks — goosebumps, wiped-away tears, doing that obnoxious arms-extended clapping.  Granted (again) the British freaks (and here, the young singer isn’t so much a freak but simply has the unfortunate fate of being inextricably linked with the frumpy dump) do seem to actually have talent.  And, of course, the British, for all their stiff upper lips, have always been more sentimental than the US (they make “Waking Ned Devine,” we make “Weekend at Bernie’s”).