There was no news... understandable... Murkins stare at their navel and celbrate their grandiosness.... (hold hand up....) 'But Egypt is erupting, and what does it all meeeeaaaan?' Crickets till Sunday buster, and then the white journamalist who is so ENTITLED is gon na get a whole lot of white old grouchy men in to tell you they know what's going on and explain it to you...
Riiiiiight....
You get this entitled guy who is so out of it and has mostly only republicans on huis show..., because, xyou know they are in charge or something... he's really gross... And then you get the liberal channel breaking in in the afternoon, with sympathetic hosts who champion the right causes, and cheer on the left.
Who's there for the middle? Seemingly no one, but they are the ones who carry the country and the top tier is basically: 'fuck em'.
What I hate about being addicted to news is that I confuse it with a soap opera. I'm ooooollllld... And Fridays are sort of cliff hanger Fridays, like the old series they used to show before a movie... Flash Gordon= Oh yeah, I saw them in a retrospective... awesome. That dude was awesome...... really... for the Thirties? daring undrgarmentys... but he'd never make final cut for the Chippendales nowadays....
So on Cliffhanger Friday, we always get a crisis somewhere... A congressman in trouble, another Rethug who said he went hiking and ends up with his mistress in South America, and she's SO FUCKING GOOOD... he extends vacation and gets caught... but he's baaaaaack.... bless him.
Friday, Egypt was on fire.. dangersous stuff..... interesting, how would the government react, hoq would the WUUURLD survive, because, hey, that's how they fucking sold it...
So over four days... nada... the Essence Festival in New Orleans, and there were some very serious topics covered... so we got thrown a bone... (salivate, salivate, get engergiued....)
It was interesting that those clips only got posted sunday niht late when no one was pulling it upß on the internets, but me being six hours ahead, yeah, I cautht it and said, 'oh, thanks for the crimbs you guys... You put fucking braying jackass Joe up about ten minutes after a segment is shown.....
Sheesh..
So today is MONDAY.... oooooo.... I've been news deprived for over four days, and what happened Friday in Egypt and how is the US going to handle that?
There ARE no cliff-hanger Fridays... Egypt fucking DISAPPERED! Can you imagine? It's not what I saw elsewhere, but wow... for the Murkins... it doesn't exist any more.... That's better than a Houdini trick.
And what was the topic? WOW... the plane crash in San Francisco and the media whores pointing out that no major crash had happened in YEARS... (if you except that one ant that ont and that one, but hey, ehy were small planes, not zzz's.... (sigh... I luvs me some media whores... smile)
And they want instant gratification. 'What CAUSED this? I wanna KNOW!! lIKE YESTERDAY!!!'
OK; let us get our panties otu of a twist, and some of you may need more time than others because theye is mor cloth involved.---
Personally? Amaing that there was so little loss of life... but I hate to think what the 186 injured are gonna have to indure... the news dosn't focus on that.... they need the STORY... except they miss the story... how will those people's lives be impacted. How will they survive financially.. What will be the physical and emotional cost of recovery= Will anyone cover those costs?
Well, we never get that narrative... in any sense of the word....
And THAT... is show business.... always deflecting, never attention focussed on what is the subject or real, 'Oh, look shiny new object.
I ahven't told anyone I grew up there in a long while. It would be too embarrassing. Rapacious, racist, supressive, repressive, b igoted, divisive, hateful spiteful, angry... and #God help me.... if ther is one... there are a couple of people I love there, So what do you do?
It'w a dilemma...
I want the contunance of Friday's episode, because you can bet your bottom... (who though up that term... why would yo wanna bet your ass on anything... and what would the winner want to do to it`? Beat it?
They'll mess it up.. And on Halloween, I will go as Mr. Cahos.
It might be a worthy goal.
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