Pay your respects here…

You know what’s worse than commercials with talking animals?

Commercials with fucking kids dressed up and acting like adults.

To everyone involved with all such commercials : Please stop. Stop now and never, ever, ever have anything to do with advertising again. I mean you, executive who hired the ad agency, and you director, writer, and cameraman. And, yes, even you, poor witless child actors. Just quit now, and stay off of my television.

I hate you.

Are you fucking kidding me with this CBS?

I understand how hard it is to come up with new ideas, but ganking “Psych” (which is *awesome* no matter what Miss IL thinks) and making it a bit more “hardcore” is just lame.

And the name is even fucking stupider. “The Mentalist” sounds like a good ironic moniker for your favorite imbecile. So, actually, good job I guess. I’ll readily apply it to all the people responsible for this show.

Fucking Mentalists.

this is a great compendium of comics dealing with the douchebaggery of hecklers:

r : there have been some good commercials this afternoon
r : the nfl.com one where the guy is predicting what the player is saying
r : and the southwest commercial with the wii
k : yeah, i like those
k : unf. every one of those is offset by 1000000000 Nissan Titan or wang-pill commercials
r : they should cut to the chase and call one of those pills “wang magic”
k : yeah
k : Wang Magic ®
k : (pills may contain Unicorn horn, Dragon testicles, or SirenVoice®)
k : Potential side effects may include temporary invisibility, demonic possession, unintentional enslavement of sexual partners or the ethereal creation of sex golems.
k : also headaches, nerve pain and bleeding from the eyes
k : If you are currently taking Witches Brew, or any other mystical or occult potion, tincture or poultice, please consult your doctor and Magician/Warlock/Fairy Advisor due to potentially life threatening magical interactions including, but not limited to, loss or destruction of your immortal soul.
r : jesus dude
r : that was some commitment

I try.

Dear NBC,

Fuck you.

Truly,
A Studio 60 Fan.

P.S. Fox: don’t think you’re off the fucking hook yet for Arrested Development. Asshats.

“I will cut you open like a Tauntaun, you mouth breathing Appalachian!”

We have network television. That permits me hours of reality shows, murder dramas, hospital shows, laugh-tracked half hour comedies and expose-obsessed news programs. The hours I have spent drooling on myself is embarrassing. But I have developed a new theory.

Newspeople strive to present shocking stories to the public. Should we know about them, possibly. Do we need to know about them in exclusive 2 hour specials repeated over 2-3 weeks? Of course not.

Tonight I saw a little on the pretty blonde Florida teacher who had an affair in her first year of marriage with a fourteen year old boy. She’s gotten a lot of press and it’s probably my absolute stubbornness NOT to give her attention that I cannot remember her name. She insisted that through a variety of reasons, she had never developed the psyche of an adult.

“How come you never learned that it was wrong? That there are certain things you do not do, you do not do in a civilized society?” — Debi Newberry, Grosse Pointe Blank

I know a lot of people whose parents neglected them in one way or another. And yes, I know it is traumatic; I have my own minor demons from time to time. I also know it can be incredibly difficult to bypass them. But somewhere, in the quiet that remains in the place of a missing parent or role model some other kind of influence takes hold and I really have to question why people never realized what they did, do or will do is wrong.

And for some of those confused aggressors/victims, however you want to look at them, I wonder if their disapproved acts are not somehow glorified by either the attention or what appears to be a growing popularity of their addiction. With the internet, but especially with network exposes, sexual predators get air time. They get press. Attention.

How much subversive attention do we need to give people with problems before it starts appearing like we’re glorifying them?

1) Mr. Rogers. At a time when public broadcasting was under attack (much like today), Mr. Rogers, then in his thirties, went in front of the applicable appropriation committee and turned its scrooge chairman’s heart from stone. Absolutely stirring in delivery:

2) Marx Brothers. I’m not sure which one of the ‘brothers’ this is, but the artistry and creativity shown here blows my mind:

wow. i just watched a program, hosted by Tom Brokaw as part of the olympics coverage, discussing the life of Mr. Vernon Baker. Baker, a veteran of the second world war, endured unbelievable yet commonplace racism as a buffalo soldier and ended up a hero, seen in many quarters of italy as their liberator. this is apropos, of course, because the castle, outside of which the major events leading to his Distinguished Service Cross and Medal of Honor occurred, is located just outside of torino. anyway, there is apparently a book out called lasting valor, and i would strongly suggest getting it or looking for the NBC program on youtube or something. well worth your time.

I was concerned tonight when they said “And now, Mandy Moore on an All-New Scrubs!” I thought, “Dammit, Zach, I know you’re engaged and whatnot, but c’mon.”

But then, not only did the Mandy Moore aspect turn out great, but they included “More Than A Feeling” which, lets face it, multiplies the bad-ass-ness of pretty much anything.

I’m also completely taken with the whole two-episodes-back-to-back scene. Not only does it let me revel in my joy for 1 whole hour (I don’t have TiVo), but it frees up the writers to do story arcs that are more like an hour long show, but with a bit more freshness.

Anyway, consistently awesome is what Scrubs is. That’s that.