While I'm in a spiteful mood, let's present the next item on my list of hate...

This talentless trailer trash partially represents what I dislike about a lot of commercial music, i.e. that whose primary aim is to make profit, rather than produce a form of art; manufactured, sterile, soul-less. Never mind the "war on terror", there should instead be a War Against Soul-less Popstars (WASP), whereby all these corporate puppets should be punished for crimes against the human ear. Such punishments would include locking McFly up in a small room, forced to listen to their records at full volume for days on end, sending Sean Paul to do hard labour in the diamond mines of South Africa - there he could have all the "bling" he wants, and force-feed Britney McDonald's, 3 times a day, for a month (but, she'd probably like that).
The real "axis of evil" is not "rogue Islamic states", but the record companies who manufacture and pull the strings of these puppets - who sponsor terror - aural terror. But who is to blame? Oh yes, the record-buying public - "us". Is there no hope?