Back when I was but a sprout, studying for admission to the penitentiary, there was an abomination known as Queen for a Day. Quit snickering, these were more innocent times.
Three four women would stand before this unctuous creep with a microphone, and relate their horrific stories of poverty, sickness and despair. Before a studio audience, that would, by applause, elect their candidate for the most deserving of maybe a washing machine and a years supply of 20 Mule Team Borax. While they stood there.
The bathos and pathos were so intense, it was all you could do to stifle the urge to go bomb an orphanage. But if Eisenhower were going to announce nuclear war with Russia, he would have waited. Yeah, that’s right, puppy. Eisenhower.
Isn’t that pretty much what shows like Honey Boo Boo and Jersey Shore about? Desperate low income people trying to claw their way to something better for our amusement.
The problem is, if your criteria for “nothing good” includes The Price is Right in the good column, the government would never do any work.
hhmmm Now that I think about it, this might be a plan.
IIRC the ceramic dog was a price choice in Wheel of Fortune.
Hey, I was a young immigrant and had to learn more English. WoF was a good learning pastime. (But of course, another factor was that Vanna was very hot then)
It was a sad day though when they stopped offering the ceramic dog.
Years on stage with Pat Sajak, and Vanna never once lunged at him and tore his throat out with her teeth. That shows iron self-discipline and professionalism. And the fluid, graceful ballet of her turning those letters around has never been duplicated, nor even attempted!
This thread is simultaneously filled with stupid, sad, pathetic, whiny, self-important, first-world-problem-y pablum and exquisite win. The above are merely two outstanding examples of the latter.
Thank you for elevating one of the most idiotic, pointless pittings ever, though it did not deserve it. OP may well be the stupidest person on the face of the Earth.
Not that it mattered. The Oscars were that night and they postponed them to the next night out of respect. And morons accuse Hollywood of being liberal. Ha! That fucker Hinckley caused me to miss* the Oscars for only the 2nd time in my entire life (since becoming aware anyway. I don’t know if my mom watched them when I was a baby).
I know, first world problems. Since the OP’s complaint is so silly, I might as well add to the dumb general “The President caused me to miss something I really wanted to watch!” theme. It’s fun! I can see why the OP likes being simple-minded.
I drove cars for a living then and I had just delivered a car to some podunk town in Wyoming. I planned everything to the minute, to be able to get there, deliver the car, get a motel room, get dinner, then settle in and watch the Oscars. Since I had to be back in Kansas City to pick up another car, it was important that I catch the bus the next morning. I was on a Trailways bus in the middle of Kansas while the Oscars were taking place. If I ever get my hands on Hinckley, I’ll wring his neck for that. And for freaking out Jodie Foster. And certainly for what he did to James Brady, the police officer and the secret service man too. To hell with Reagan though. Since he wasn’t hurt very badly, I won’t include him in the wringing. God I hated Reagan.
