Wednesday, May 20, 2009

So Little Thought Goes Into Important (To Some) Things

I love PBS. So much so that I take the time to feel guilty that I
can't donate whenever a pledge drive is going on (which is way too
damn often). I'm living on disability income for gods' sake! Also, I
can't support something, regardless of how little, that is responsible
for Barney.

OK. There's a show called "History Detectives." A bried song
introduces the program, the lyrics of which are as follows (as best I
can tell): "Watching the detectives. Watching the detectives. It's
just like watching the detectives."

The song, then, informs the viewer that what they're about to do --
watch the (hisory) detectives -- is just (that is, exactly, like
watching the (hisory) detectives.

How the holy hell could someone about to watch a TV show need to be
told that the act of watching said TV show is just like watching said
TV show? That watching a specific TV show is exactly like watching
that TV show, I bravely assert, has never been questioned ever by
anyone.

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