With the sixth season of ‘The Sky is the Limit’ – ‘Life as it is: before therevolution’ – my fascination with the infamous one percent has finally come toan end. What about watching a program about rich people if you have seen therich people by now?
Tom RaesTuesday, November 29, 202212:00
I mean it Peter Boekx also wondered, because for this season he has onceagain selected, as it is called in these sports jargon-ridden times. This waywe could get to know the debutant at our own pace Yves Maas , which meantsomething in the waste and container business. I’m not doing it. While a hotair balloon with his name on it was filling up next to him – ‘The biggest inBelgium!’, Boeckx honked – Maes went over the status of his turnover figuresfor our attention. I personally learned neither lesson nor wisdom from it, butwhen we were back on the ground after the actual balloon flight, I pricked upmy ears when Maes told how someone had tried to get more money out of him whenselling a house than agreed: that other enterprising spirit had of coursefound out who Maes was, which didn’t seem like much of an art to me since hewas more of the articulate type when it came to his finances. ‘I’ve gone toseven hundred, and after that: kissing balls! Stick it in their hole!’ Theballoon was now dying on the ground, but I still felt hot air. That’s crazy.
Woe to the one who thinks he recognizes jealousy in this writing, because, asis often the case, I read a warning in this program rather than a potentialtarget. I once suspected Peter Boeckx of a certain cunning in his work, whichwould not have been out of place in this program, but in the meantime I havefound out that sniggering along is not irony, let alone that it results in aninterview.
This is not jealousy, in short, but pity. Especially when things like that geta little fuzzy on the eyes, and they ignite what they feel is nothing short ofan impassioned confession, I set myself up for unintentional amusement. Theconcrete bons Frederick Laeremans for example, I already knew from anearlier season, but now we were allowed to experience him while he was visitedby his personal coach. It’s teeming with coaches in this arthritic era, Inotice. Once you only found such titles on sports grounds, but today thosepeople are attached in droves to other wealthy people like barnacles toostentatious cruise ships. But so, ‘When I see someone driving by with aRolls, I think: how does he do that?’, Laeremans sighed to his coach. ‘It’sgreat that the growing attention to mental health has now also crept into ‘TheSky is the Limit’, I thought, before shedding a tear for all those people who,although in a good mood, are now not that rich either that they can purchase aRolls Royce without prior fundraising. Perhaps the next Warmest Week will becommitted to them.
However, it became completely dystopian when Boeckx arrived in London JoshuaVan der Aa , ‘aesthetic doctor’. I’ve heard that cosmetic procedures areaddictive, and that dealers of intoxicants shouldn’t throw themselves intotheir own merchandise, but that didn’t apply to Van der Aa, who himself wasalso a sample of what ‘aesthetic medicine’ can do. It therefore looks like aplastic version of Mattel Reuben van Gucht has released. After he had putan expensive suit on his shoulders at home, we were in his wake at an awardceremony for plastic surgeons for which Van der Aa had been nominated severaltimes. I don’t remember the categories – ” Best New Ass (Female)” or so -but Van der Aa certainly missed the prizes. ‘You can no longer call thishealthcare’, I decided.
It’s a question I’ve been carrying around for some time, but given the currentcrisis, I’m forced to ask it out loud: who is this program actually intended