Television the drug of the Nation.

I hate television. There, I have said it. 99% of it is shit. I only have freeserve and there is hardly ever anything worth watching. I just saw a few minutes of The 5 O'clock Show - what a fucking car crash. An ex Eastender interviewing another ex Eastender and Rufus hound tasting baby food. Fucking amazing! What lazy fuckwits thought that up. What was the production meeting like? "Any ideas?"
"No."

Who watches this shit? The Weakest Link! They almost tell you the answers and Anne Robinson's Shtick is wearing slightly thin. Why doesn't someone tell her to go fuck herself and then attack her with a chair, smashing her smug, cosmetically enhanced puss into a bloody pulp. She can be put back together each week with a bucket of botox and some old skin from her neck.

Then we get the news where we get to hear the opinions of morons in the street. "How do you feel after seeing those puppies and children slaughtered?"
"I am a tad upset to be honest." FUCK OFF!

Hmmmm, blogging - better than therapy. Calm, Calm, Calm.