I no longer have control of the remote in my house and we tend to eat earlier now that Scout is here. So instead of getting an hour of The Dead Nazis and Communists of Stalingrad- Where's The Downside? on the Hitler Channel before tucking into dinner, I find myself shovelling my scran in front of one of the American network news broadcasts.
Tonight it was the turn of NBC Nightly News with Brian Williams. Lead story- Dow approaches 14,000, but who will be making money? Here's a clue, how about the $10 million a year anchor of NBC Nightly News with Brian Williams? I bet he's on that list.
Second thought. I know that the networks believe the news to be the sole preserve of the nearly dead and so they instruct their reporters to shout slowly and every advertisement is for some kind of medication. Tonight's fave : some bladder control potion that plays on women's fear of pissing down their legs into their sling backs by having the spokesmodel wear a sandwich board that reads "I Have a Bladder Control Problem". I want that sandwich board so I can wear it around town. But here's the twist: I want to paint "Or do I???" on the back.
Keep 'em guessing, that's what I say.