1st July - What Gives Me 'The Ick'?



The more that my partner watches 'Love Island', the more I pick up on all the trivial phrases which get banded around the show, and perhaps the most famous of all... Is 'the ick'. This is a term I've seen cropping up with alarming regularity in recent years across TikTok and Instagram, and I'm told the origins of the phrase are from the ghastly she-who-shall-not-be-named show, when a fame-hungry contestant first explained the phrasing to puzzled peers a few years ago. 

Originally... The term was used to describe something a girlfriend/boyfriend does - usually in the early stages of a relationship - which can transform your feelings from those of love-induced infatuation, to a rather swift 180 degree turn of disgust, and general nausea. However, as time has progressed, 'the ick' is now simply banded around with care-free liberalism, used to describe minor inconveniences which may annoy or frustrate an individual. The kind of things which would have been tossed into 'Room 101' on the BBC many years ago. It got me thinking... What are the things that give me 'the ick'? I could only come up with three:




1. Messy Social Game

There's no excuse for the carelessness of a bad social game. We are now armed with more content that ever before, millions of apps which can help edit things into tidy packages for us, and yet, so often, we see scruffy posts where thumbnails haven't even been selected for videos, text has been aligned underneath icons and buttons so you can't read it properly, or even worse... The worst of all... When people don't use the appropriate size dimensions of the Instagram story post, and instead post a landscape picture there with acres of free space above and below. If they treat visual art in this way, then you have to start seriously questioning the state of their work-life, home-life, or any other area of living. These people are dangers to society.





2. Commercial Nightclubs

If I walk into a club, any club, and I hear an Akon, or Flo-Rida tune being played, I'm walking out. Instantly. In fact, if any club is playing any track which was released more than an absolute maximum of 5 years ago, I'm walking out. '2 4 1' drinks, alcho-pops, LED dance-floors in nauseating checkered square colour patterns, or peopling heading to a club with the intention of 'pulling', I'm walking also walking out. Popworld, Pryzm, Oceana, all the vilest and most vulgar forms of piss-dirt 'entertainment' for members of society with worryingly dustbin-level IQs. No properly crafted dance music playing, no proper DJs actually mixing, and entry tickets costing less than £20 on account of the cheap, low-quality nonsense being served up to pissed sluts, fuckboys, tramps, STD-ridden stag parties, alchies, and has-beens.





3. Your/You're

I see this on TikTok particularly, around 30-40 times per day. The video might be of decent content, the intention might have been even mildly amusing or dare I say, funny, but then it's ruined by a giant caption slapped over the top... "When your in your 30s", or "I hope your ready for this drop". Listen, I have no massive issue with the mis-spelling of really difficult and complex words (although, we now live in a world where you have Google in your pocket 24/7 to check any spelling you're unsure of, so it's lazy at best). Personally, I could probably spell every word that I know now, by the time I was around 8 or 9 years old. Not on account of being some sort of genius, but simply that we - here in England - are privileged to possess the type of education which teaches you all these things by such an age, unless you're dyslexic, or mentally retarded, etc etc. If so, fair enough. But the whole 'Your' and 'You're' thing gets covered by the time you're about 6 or 7 at the very latest. Absolutely no excuses for this type of idiocy at all. 




In conclusion, I guess everybody has their own 'icks'. No matter how big or small. 
Yours, for example... Might be this blog. ðŸ¤£


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