Media Overkill
If someone would poll me (they never have) with the question, are you interested in the life of the former V.P. nominee, the answer would be nope, nada, zip, zero, and pooey on you.
Am I interested in that little furry-headed governor in Illinois, who has lost his mental faculties? Nope. Boring. So what if he´s unstable. Put him in an institution and teach him to cut out paper bunny rabbits. Who cares?
What about Roland Burris´s "tainted" appointment to the Senate by the little furry-headed guy jogging through the streets of Springfield? Who cares? He deserves the seat equally as much as anyone else. How many Senators don´t have a little "taint" in their background? Let him in and let´s get on with business (remember the deep recession).
Geesh, who cares that Oprah Winfrey weighs 200 pounds? Who cares if she pays her weight trainers thousands of dollars to watch her grow? No one has tied her to a chair and force-fed her. Get over it already. Instead of water boarding is it called food boarding?
Unfortunately it´s sideshows like the above-mentioned that have me changing channels from CNN to HSN. I´d rather see the latest Billy Mays product line being bought for 2 easy payments of $19.99 or maybe the newest offspring of the George Foreman grill selling for 3 easy payments of absurdity.
Are you catching the drift here? I love to watch the news, but not the overkill. Am I delusional or what? Don´t get me wrong the media does finally give us the real red meat of the world news, but not until they have whipped the viewer to death with relentless blasts of the insane. And let us not forget the five minutes of commercials endured. How many times do I have to watch Marie Osmond talk about the forty-five pounds she lost?
Did I tell you about the recession we´re in?

