I swore off TV eight or nine years ago, could not stand what was presented as evening fare. A friend who is an inveterate channel surfer, which means he spends a chunk of change on cable and then flips through the 351 channels of boredom consisting of the local road conditions or how to hit a golf ball out of a swamp. He talked me into watching Rosie’s variety show. I don’t drink or use illicit substances so I cannot lay blame there. I wish I did. I should have known better, however the one precondition was I had the controller.
Some atavistic gene turned on with variety + show, which = spinning plates, dogs and ponies, Topo Gigo, triplets who all play on one fiddle at the same time, followed by Minnie Pearl, well you know, talent from America right into your living room!

NBC’s Rosie O’Donnell variety show disappoints

What an understatement

[snip]… the program earning a 1.2 preliminary adults 18-49 rating. The telecast matched ABC’s recently canceled “Pushing Daisies” as the night’s lowest-rated program on a major broadcast network. [snip]

This is the first thing most of the drunks watching saw. That sobered them up, jammed phone lines to AA and caused GOP registrations rocket for fear of national security issues. All this occurred before the first commercial break. Nobody dared come back for a second look. My stomach isn’t that strong.

I’ll bet the fools that appeared on the show will sue to keep this dud off reruns everywhere including Lower Slobovia.

 I thought it was unlawful to transmit shows with no redeeming social value over broadcast airwaves.

Ed Sullivan sparkled in comparison. I’ll take Benny Hill before this.
I gave my buddy his controller back and went home before the break ended.

Back to another hiatus of no TV.