Monday, December 18, 2006

Exactly-post from Daily kos that explains my reaction this morning

I could understand if the general manager of a strapped, small budget rural TV program had to let them go. They might be nice enough fellas, and it's not like they make the weather happen. Hey, they may sincerely be drawn to the science of weather, perhaps they're also trying their level best. Maybe they're just extraordinarily unfortunate. Who knows? But if you're a farmer out there in TV land watching these clowns mangle the forecast night after night, none of that matters does it? Because such a pair would be worse than useless as TV weathermen, downright embarrassing in fact, one might even argue that at some point they would become a potential liability. See, they're not just wrong: they're so spectacularly wrong, so often and so consistently, that new units of wrongness have been specially created and named in their honor.
But what do you with them if you're major network, like say, NBC? Well, apparently, if you're a senior NBC programming director, or Tim Russert, or whoever makes these kinds of decisions, you give them an entire segment, unopposed, together, to more make predictions about the deadliest national weather event in a generation on the most prestigious, highly rated weather program in the United States.
Yes, I just caught the rerun of this weekend's edition of MTP and I'm stuck somewhere between ... bemused and aghast: David Brooks and Tom Friedman, on Meet the Press, two of the most wrong columnists in America on Iraq, opining and predicting the future of our involvement there, while wide-eyed Tim Russert leads them on, smiling with warm affection and fatherly approval?
NBC, are you fucking kidding me? Is this some kind of new satire schtick along the lines of the Howard Beal Show? Because as legit, competitive, news programming, it makes no sense. It's worse than makes no sense -- it makes Russert and MTP and the entire NBC news department look like out-of-touch, incompetent, comical, pitiful caricatures of what a tough, pragmatic major news department should be all about.
If one considers the timing, these already incomprehensibly stupid selections make even less sense, coming as they do after the military, many Republicans, and a none too happy electorate, have had all they could take, and finally gagged and vomited up the foul, bitter, putrid crap this same exact pair of shitheads have been trying to shove down our collective throats for three years and calling manna from heaven.

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