Weekly Dose of Hatred

So I've been a professional blogger now for about four weeks and four times I have drunk from the sacred cup of White Hot Hatred with you. This week we tackle a special target in the Weekly Dose of Hatred. Join me.

When you look at the state of television programming today it's not surprising how easy it is to place blame. It would be easy to blame the network execs who care more about their $42,000 a night underage Laotian prostitute than they do about original quality programming. It would also be easy to place blame on the overabundance of channels today. There are 5 channels dedicated to As Seen on TV products. Let that sink in for a second. Five channels whose purpose is to sell you shit you don't need that other channels have already tried to sell you.

It would be easy to blame all of that, but the real villain here is you.

I hate you.

You know who you are. You're either too lazy or too brain dead to follow the intricate character development of a show like Justified but a handful of spoiled, socially retarded, hyper aggressive 17-23 year old strangers in a house filled with booze will light your DVRs up like the 4th of July.

You are the asshole that watched every incarnation of Flavor of Love, "because it was so bad it was good". Bret Michaels contracting 7 previously unknown strands of herpes is not compelling television. You cant get enough of the at home lobotomy kit that is MTV's programming.

You validated the existence of people so starved for the limelight that they would be willing to fill the world with innocent child upon innocent child just for 15 minutes of fame. Children who, when they grow up, will have attention, fame, and money thrown at them by people like you just because they are Gosselins or Duggars.

By allowing According to Jim to run 9 seasons you have allowed Jim Belushi to labor under the very false assumption that he is funnier than his brother John. Look at him, you just know that asshat believes he's the funnier Belushi...

You keep watching Entourage allowing the midget sized douchey manchild that plays Turtle to be able to retire without ever doing a single days work.

You let them cancel Arrested Development.

But worst of all, and I will never forgive you for this, you brought these people into our lives.

Sweet fancy Moses in a birch bark canoe, I hate you.