Black Friday blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...Friday rant

Are the stores open Friday?

Seriously, if there wasn't so much shit about you-know-what, would anyone care? Yeah, I know it's that day when every live shot is the formula MOS outside the Walnut Creek Target where 1200 morons stood in line to buy a $3 lawn mower. Really, shocking. (I thought WC was part of 1% central).

Then you have the requisite shots of same morons piling out of same Target--at least those that weren't shot, pepper-sprayed, harassed, at least they made it through the fortress. Then again, they have no life's because who the hell does that? Maybe if dumb reporter from station A weren't on hand to encourage these mutts, then they'd get sleep and start retailing at normal hours like the majority of the 99%.

See, call me stupid but I think the gluttons that braved the cold and 86ed their family and friends to commence Dumb Friday--see I think they're the exceptions. I think most people are rationale. I think what we see and hear are just media actors--it can't be real can it? Yes, I'm ranting again.

I committed the Volvo card--I switched to KQED and PBS. I glanced at BBC on my cable. I skimmed the locals because I knew they'd go heavy on Lenny and his overweight family from Martinez buying 17 refrigerators at $14 each. I'm sick sick of seeing Lenny and his other goobers.

The comedian, David Feldman, had a great line: "I love America--I hate Americans." Stupid Friday is indicative of that America. And we wonder why the world hates us? Not that we give a damn, but Cairo is in ruins, (again); Syria is embroiled in turmoil, Europe is teetering, the stock market is going down again, unemployment is 16%, (the real figure), and we have live shots of Shirley at Walmart shoving aside dwarfs to buy 27 IPhones. Wonderful.

Oh, Rich, get over it!

Wouldn't it be great if we got some real news every now and then? Sure, go with Moron Friday and Buffoon Monday--after all, it's in the TV news handbook, but there's other things going on in the world. They, those assholes, those dorks up above the newsroom feed you this shit--ram it down your throats. They can't help themselves. They dare do something original and something the others don't do, but they have virtually no creative molecule in their body.

And to those who say that's what the viewers want? Really. Half the fucking country is just trying to make ends meet. They live paycheck to paycheck. They barely make enough just to get the kids a tonka truck if they're lucky. They had to borrow a buck to get one of those Butterball turkeys, yeah, fucking Happy Holidays to you too.

"We begin with TEAM COVERAGE with reporter, Betsey Glupberg out at the Kohls where its Black Friday and Betsey, what's the mood out there? Well, Tom, there's 15,000 people in line to shop till they drop, blah, blah, blah...."




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