Are blogs retro yet?
remarks about TV, both the what and why
I just now was clicking thru the channels and, ouch, Melissa Francis is back. Just a few weeks ago I saw what I thought was an upgraded show on CNBC hosted by Amanda Drury. Unfortunately Ms. Francis has returned ploughing the same fallow ground with her same shallow pitch.
I’d hoped she had taken a job at the Shopping Network… or perhaps packed her Foxtards and made her way to the FOX studios for cheerleader camp with the newest net from Rupert And Sons.
The Soprano is contrasted with a psychiatrist. Someone who is a care taker of others, in body and mind.
The suicide is painless. Itself. The inside, is the pain. The remainders are pained. We have the technology, but not the sociology for prevention, for dissipation, for transmutation of pain into a greater gold.
Neither a culture of Profit, nor of Prophet will cure the illness, the empty fields we harvest nightly. Sweet dreams mother fucker. Have you seen the movie, yet?
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