Ahhhh. Back again. Guess who's NOT working on their manuscript? *ahem* Hush! *laughing*
I'll finish it. I'm hopeful for tomorrow. Calmer skies, folks.
Anyway.
I'm watching TLC this evening. There's this snazzy new show on called, "Honey, we're killing the kids." Catchy, eh?
I thought so. And quite honestly, there's nothing else on. So here are a few observations.
First of all...where in the hell do they get these families? OMG! These children are horrid! They raise their voices to their parents. They pitch fits. They are unbelievably rude.
And the poor parents LET THEM! ACK! Send in Super Nanny or something.
This just makes me gnash my teeth.
But the coup de grace would be the way the nutritionist scares the bejeezus out of the parents with what the kids "COULD" look like if they continue down the travesty road known as their current life and diet. I've watched this show twice. And yeah. Pretty spooky.
But this evening TOOK the cake. I swear. There was a 10 year old boy. And a seven and four year old girl. The nutritionist chickie took the pictures of their chidren and warped them to fit her twisted need to be right.
These poor girl children looked like they had been injected with testosterone and the genetics of the Wicked Witch on Snow White. You know...when she turned into the hag. It was ridiculous.
And these poor parents would have probably sold their soul at this point. So sure they hopped on board the nutrition train.
Now. Don't get me wrong. This family needed to change. The kids needed discipline in all areas of their lives. The parents needed a backbone.
But I won't watch it again. Because manipulation as a scare tactic sickens me.
Look! Look what can happen when some sadistic host of a reality tv show twists things to make a point.
Yeah. Right. Someone hand me her keyboard. I'm revoking her license.
Grins*
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Hey I'm procrastinating too... but I have a sick baby, so I'm excused, right?
I love that show, is it the British series, or have they done a USA one? I watch it with Sassy and say, "See, you could end up looking like that if you eat all that junk food like those naughty kids do. Isn't Mummy wonderful to look out for you like she does." and she holds me and tells me she loves me...
Wait, that was my daydream again. No she actually tells me one donut won't kill her, makes a rude face and flounces off. Yes, at seven she's champion flouncer.
There's a real shocking one I haven't seen yet, where the parents are offered the choice to see their kid at the age of 47, then the picture doesn't change "We can't show you that picture, because statisticlly, your son will have committed suicide by the age of 47." *Scream!*
We're in season two now, it's even better.
I'm amazed at some of the weird shows that are on now. I'm still pissed at A&E for not having all their murder mystery shows on anymore. Instead we get stuff like true crime, that airport show, Criss Angel Mindfreak (just plain freak, if you ask me), Biography, and the funeral home show. Ugh. I do get a giggle out of Dog the Bounty Hunter, though. :)
But I miss Poirot and Midsomer Murders and shows like that. Now they show them on the Biography Channel which makes NO sense to me.
Ick! Don't you wonder though, how much money the kids get paid to act like idiots?
They're being held to candy ransom, of course they're going to act like idiots. Wouldn't you - I mean that's one heck of a D.T. to suffer when you're just eight.
I'm 34 and go through it every day. Gimme sweets, Dear Lord let them fall from the sky like rain!
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