While watching the fourth season premiere of True Blood I found myself saying “What the fuck am I watching?” and not in a good way. Fairies chasing people in the desert while shooting white bursts of lightening, Jason leading a cult of diseased looking children, Tara as a lesbian? At a certain point, it tips the line from crazy over into bullshit.
What the fuck is a “Pippa Middleton?” Whatever it is I would rather read a story about paint drying than about anything having to do with royalty.
I’m pretty sure Satan is an executive producer on the VH1 show Basketball Wives. Sample dialogue: “You know me, but…you don’t really know me, you know?” Watch your back Tarantino.
Last week, Barney Frank and Ron Paul introduced legislation legalizing marijuana. These two don’t agree on ANYTHING but they agree that making a half trillion dollar a year industry made taxable is a good thing.
Asshole of the Week: Anyone who has ever had anything to do with the reality TV genre of “Women Sitting Around Bullshitting.” Basketball Wives, Kardashians, Bad Girls Club, Real Housewives of Every Major City, it’s fucking endless the ways they can put women together and have them drink, fight, and badmouth each other. What does it say when the least likable characters on television are real people? I’ll take fictional mobsters (Brotherhood, Sopranos), dirty cops (The Shield), outlaw bikers (Sons of Anarchy), and even serial killers (Dexter) over these women any day. Whatever the fourth season of AMC’s excellent Breaking Bad holds, I’m pretty sure you won’t see them sitting around bitching, drinking wine, and talking in an endless circle about “respect” while earning none.