The day of the Eurovision Song Contest is the day when Europe celebrates itself. It is to me one of those days when Europe feels most united and most powerful. The contest celebrates diversity, fun, music, and the life as such. Every European country sends a guest to the party - the biggest music party in the world. Each guest is carefully chosen to represent their country. Just like an outfit that one wears to a party, each country chooses a music group as its flagship. How does each country want to be seen by the rest of the community of nations? As a clown, a beauty or as the tough guy? Thoughtful, exuberant, diverse, modern or traditional? Every song and every performance touches us in some way. If we don’t like it, it polarizes us. If it was bad, it was at least bad. And because everything is full of glittery shimmer, made for the moment, even stupid things explode in fireworks to make way for the next performance. And what joy is it not also to mock tastelessness and then p...