On May 8 and 10, Europe’s public voted en masse for Poland (the jury, eh, not so much). But, it wasn’t for the biting satire or the wicked beat. Largely, it was for butter churning and laundry. Very suggestive butter churning and laundry, that is. Poland basically qualified because they objectified women. Even though quite a few members of the Wiwi Jury adore their song, there is a consensus that people were not voting with their ears, but with other members of their body instead.
Yes, “My Slowianie” and “Slavic Girls” are satirical songs—but only if you’re in on the joke. Otherwise, it sounds very weird and overtly misogynistic and sexist. And even though most Eurovision fans are aware of this, the general public is not.
So when Cleo and her chorus of maids came to the stage and shook what their mamas gave them, they told Europe it’s OK for people to view them as sexual objects, who lack any sense of humanity or purpose except to look good while doing chores. As they flashed their generous breasts, the audience roared. Europe celebrated anatomy rather than musicality, and conflated success with flesh.
It speaks volumes that in so many countries Poland was ranked #1 by televoters but dead last by the jury. While the jury judged the song, televoters judged the women—and women. Encouraging that behavior isn’t cute, no matter how pretty you are.