One of my favorite current comedians is Seth Meyers from Saturday Night Live.
In addition to having a wicked sense of humor, he also writes a lot of the SNL sketches and hosts "Weekend Update". My favorite bit he does is the "Really?" sketch. So as an homage to Mr. Meyers, I am taking on last night's episode of Jon and Kate Plus Eight, because I have nothing better to do than to dissect that trainwreck of a show.Okay, guys, really? WTF is wrong with you people? You can't talk to each other about your problems but you can talk to the camera crew and 12 million of your closest fellow Americans about getting separated. Really?
And really, what is up with the $3000+ "Crooked Houses" that you "bought" (or rather did shameless product placements for) as presents from your kids. Really? I think that they would benefit more from the two of you getting in your own very crooked house to cowboy up and have an actual adult discussion face to face. Really. And the guy who was setting up the houses paid more attention to your kids on the show than their own parents did. Really.
Oh, yoohoo, Jon. You are not Puff Daddy (or P. Diddy or whatever) or Jay-Z. Really. You are not "gangsta" just because you have 1-carat diamond studs in your ears. You live in suburban/rural Pennsylvania in a middle class community. You are not a baller, pimp or whatever you have imagined yourself to be. Really. And by the way, the expression on your face = years of emasculation and defeat. Really.
And, really Kate. America is tired of the reverse mullet. And really, either you had on a really rockin' bra yesterday or that free tummy tuck included a little bit of work upstairs as well. I was so distracted by their buoyancy that I almost forgot that you guys are "getting separated" = divorced. I feel bad for you. Divorce sucks but I am not certain that anyone believes you want your marriage to work more than you want to stay on this show.
News flash for anyone considering a reality show when you have been married less than 10 years. The statistics aren't that good. Exhibit A: Nick and Jessica; Exhibit B: Britney an K-Fed (granted, no one thought that would work); Exhibit C: Speidi (it will happen). Just saying. Really.
TLC. Have you no shame? Really? Those poor children who will have to endure their parents' divorce on national television? The thing that is really sad is that there probably was some schmuck in an office ecstatic that all this drama was bumping their ratings. I know they signed on for this, but come on. Really. Your douchebaggery knows no bounds. Really.
(And shame on me for being part of the public who was fascinated with this. Really.)