Today we were greeted with a major news story in the United States; no, not the one about Pakistan. That was bad. No, not the falling stock market; that's old news. Today we learned that "Hollow-wood's" writers went on strike.
Me, oh my! What will we do? The entertainment gods' personal priests have gone on strike for more money. Those scribes of pornographic comedy and immoral one-liners have silenced their voices.
All we will see for some time to come will be retreads and reality junk. And we are supposed to groan and writhe in agony? PLEASE! Somebody give them a lollipop and tell them to stay on strike awhile longer. Okay, maybe the idea of reality shows is a repugnant one. But the idea of these witless wonders staying on strike for a few weeks is so pleasant to my mind.
America, wean yourself from your entertainment gods! Go outside and take a walk.
