Is demonstrated by television, where you will search in vain for the Fiasco Channel.
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Just watch the news report. Any news report.
Oh, television is a fiasco in itself.
How was your birthday? Fine presents, nice company and all that?
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | October 25, 2011 at 01:33 PM
Well said, Mike!
As I've said (too) many times before: TV is the little mirror in the budgy cage. One doesn't like to see fiasco, and therefore, one does.
(Sorry, for the sjmilosophy.)
Posted by: Martijn | October 26, 2011 at 02:53 AM
It does exist, but it's spelled FOX.
Posted by: Dan | October 27, 2011 at 07:07 AM
good one Dan, It was one day someones dream to have the puppy channel or the kitten channel running all day with just puppies or kittens playing and being sweet. They wanted something pure, something someone could watch when they were stuck in the hospital on their death bed. The powers said no, no sweetness and rest for the dying. You must watch brillo commercials and chuck wagons and die while someone screams at you for paying too much for your insurance.
Posted by: karoline | October 27, 2011 at 10:16 AM
What a wonderful array of comments. Karoline, you move me.
Posted by: UF MIKE | October 27, 2011 at 12:16 PM
Me too. Really.
Posted by: Jan Martin Löhndorf | October 27, 2011 at 01:06 PM
Holy crap.
Posted by: Jeffers | October 27, 2011 at 01:09 PM
I meant that in a good way, all weepy & whatnot. Just saying'.
Posted by: Jeffers | October 27, 2011 at 01:10 PM
We're all sentimental fools in the end. I'll still take my fiasco channel, though.
Posted by: UF MIKE | October 28, 2011 at 12:59 PM