Sunday, September 15, 2013

That's no way to start your day...

Meet The Press this morning. Yeah...

I have seen, live on my television, the yammering mugs of David Gregory, John McCain, Bob Woodward, Barney Frank, and Hank Paulson, all before breakfast.

Robin Wright was looking particularly like Bride Of The Crypt Keeper this morning. I kept worrying she was going to devour Tom Friedman's soul before I remembered he didn't have one. It says something that the least loathsome person on that particular panel was the chief foreign affairs correspondent for NB-fricking-C.

Then, totally gratuitously, as if just to make sure I was completely off my feed, there was about three minutes of Gregory and the odious Chuck Todd giving each other tongue baths while chanting a hymn to the Dear Leader before the credits rolled.

I do this to myself to get blogfodder, but it would be equally inspiring and less objectionable to just... I don't know, hold my cheekbone to a running bench grinder or something.

19 comments:

Charlie Foxtrot said...

McVain before coffee?

Reno Sepulveda said...

WTF? Does Robin Wright think that just because she was in House of Cards that gives her some kind of DC insider credibility on a news show?

Anonymous said...

Please do not abuse your brain just for blog fodder. It's like musicians who used LSD for a greater awareness.

Step back from the edge of insanity and death Tam! Please!

Gerry

Opinionated Grump (Rich in NC) said...

Owww.... Bench Grinder
I'm trying to erase that visual...
(having just ground a small hole in my right pointer finger on a bench grinder last week)
Some inspiration right there.
Rich in NC

JohninMd.(too late?!??) said...

You would get a much better finish with a belt sander...just sayin'...and you need to stop this cycle of self-abuse; love your work, snark is my savior, but small doses of that kinda tee-wee go a looonnnng way, knowhutImean, Tam?

Anonymous said...

Omeprazole and ibuprofen work for me!

gfa

Greg Tag said...

Tam

Headed out to find a prom dress for daughter - then out to the range to shoot pistols for her semi-annual revolver skills check-up.

I dread the prom dress thing- your sacrifice has given me courage.

Thanks

GKT

Buzz said...

I wonder if a few sessions with Tobias Fünke, Anal-Rapist, would be more tolerable than subjecting one's self to the drooling wing of the MSM.

rremington said...

And we thank you for what you go through for us.

fast richard said...

Sometimes, when I think about hooking up the TV to something other than a DVD player, I see a post like this. Then I remember why it is only hooked up to watch the occasional movie. I have plenty of sources of news without subjecting myself to such as this. Thank you, though, for monitoring such things in case I miss something important.

rickn8or said...

What rreminton said.

I am amazed you could do this and then eat.

But please do not subject yourself to this dreck just to provide us with free ice cream. There are too many other healthy gag-free sources of blogfodder out there.

Sunday morning schmoozefests are one of the reasons I gave up on Tee Wee.

Chris said...

Maybe I should try watching some of those shows. I need to lose some weight.

Anonymous said...

I avoid that crap, sometimes even preferring Sunday morning NPR...but today was a big mistake.

Heading out to the giant DIY store, I tuned in to hear that the guest panelist on wait-wait-don't-tell-me was P.J.O'! So I listened in...and was SO disappointed that everything myboy said fell flat; I found myself preferring the inanity of the insipid host and regulars...and I still haz a sad. WTF, PJ?

Still better than the trash you subjected yourself to though, don't you know that shit will make your eyes get stuck crossed...or something.

-chaz-

Fuzzy Curmudgeon said...

I kept worrying she was going to devour Tom Friedman's soul before I remembered he didn't have one.

This.

Kristophr said...

chaz:

NPR does not do live interviews.

They edit the snot out of everything. You will be made to fit their narrative.

Tam said...

-chaz-,

PJ himself admits that he's not as funny live as he is in writing.

I've been told my writing is pretty droll, but I can assure you that in person I'm about as hilarious as a stock market crash. :(

Anonymous said...

If you bet the right way at the right time, a stock market crash can be both profitable AND hilarious.

Unknown said...

Tam,

If it ever gets easier - if you ever find your self looking forward to it - it's time to stop.

We all admire your willingness to suffer though that crap to provide the snark that lightens our days, but take care.

Some times you just have to turn it off. - Me, I have a weak stomach, I pulled the plug on that kind of crap a long time ago. NPR is the most abuse I'm willing to take anymore. Even that gets turned off more often then not.

Anonymous said...

lemme tellyou: when the Long Suffering Spousal Unit leaps to turn off NPR, I simply _know_ I've been yelling at the radio overly loudly!