Yes, it has been two months since last I posted.
I don’t feel compelled to make excuses for this lapse, other than to say: 1) No, I have not been hospitalized for reasons mental, physical or otherwise; 2) Yes, my brain is still functioning. As a matter of fact, with so many things going on in the world-at-large and in Prescott Land, I could have posted daily … if the standards I uphold for my blog allowed anything hasty, sloppy and incomplete. (Lucky for you, I’m a perfectionist.)
Even so, today’s headlines provided something I must acknowledge, if only for the sake posterity. It finally happened.
I was never a fan of The View. (I’ve spent more time — and enjoyment — watching Saturday Night Live parodies of The View than watching the actual show. SIDEBAR: You just haven’t lived until you’ve seen Cheri Oteri as “Bahbwah Wahwtuhs.”)
What little I saw of The View reinforced in me a conclusion that any intelligent woman could reach beforehand: If you want to spend an hour struggling to follow the conversation of a gaggle of gals talking over each other about the minutia of fashion/hair/celebrities/music/film with more conviction and less understanding than they employ when they discuss the most pressing issues shaping our society, go out to dinner with your own girlfriends.
To call The View “inane” was kind. (Even before Meredith Viera’s departure.) The show’s recurrent claims to “diversity of opinion” hold about as much water as those of the four brunettes who invite a blond to come along for Ladies Night Out. Sorry, Barbara. One token Elisabeth Hasselbeck does not a balanced couch make.
Anyway, not a fan. Along comes Rosie.
Yes, I’d say this was the moment The View catapulted from innocuous inanity smack into malignant insanity. (No, I still didn’t watch the show.)
The supposed “Queen of Nice” has long been a pustule of hypocrisy on the posterior of American culture. Ever since her ambush of Tom Selleck, Rosie’s been on the offensive (literally) against conservatives, Christians, and anyone else who didn’t embrace every strident, nonsensical syllable she uttered.
A few of my favorite Rosie O’Donnell gems:
September 2006: “Radical Christianity is just as threatening as radical Islam in a country like America.”
March 2007: Referring to Guantanamo Bay detainees such as Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, the confessed mastermind of 9/11 — “[U.S. authorities have] been treating them like animals … they have hoods over their heads, they torture them on a daily basis.” (Awww, de poor wittle terrorists.)
March 2007: Referring to her position that 9/11 was the result of a government conspiracy — “I do believe that it’s the first time in history that fire has ever melted steel. I do believe that it defies physics that World Trade Center tower 7 — building 7, which collapsed in on itself — it is impossible for a building to fall the way it fell without explosives being involved. World Trade Center 7. World Trade [Center] 1 and 2 got hit by planes — 7, miraculously, the first time in history, steel was melted by fire. It is physically impossible.”
That last one’s my favorite. Thank you, Ms. Wizard! I’m sure all the blacksmiths, fabricators and manufacturers who have been melting and shaping steel with the aid of fire since 202 B.C. will be astonished by this exposure of their fantasy enterprise.
In case you’re interested, The View‘s audience was so convinced by the compelling scientific evidence presented by one of the nation’s foremost metallurgical experts that conservative spin-rag Popular Mechanics put forth their own refutation.
All in all, I think I prefer “inane” to “bitter, baseless, ideologically-driven, fact-free rants by a loud, angry fat girl who’s still pissed that her Nielsen never topped Oprah.” Thank Heavens, she’s gone!
Still, there is a downside to everything. Now I might have to start watching The View just to make sure that ratings go up with Rosie’s departure.