Innnneresting article over at the nytimes about whether or not we should give PBS the funding to remain alive for the next year. They bring up some interesting points, but basically they come to the conclusion that we no longer need it. We no longer need it? I beg to differ. The problem with PBS is not the funding…it’s the content. Most Americans could give a shit about what’s happening on PBS because what’s happening on PBS is so FUCKING BORING!!!
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love watching PBS. I love Frontline, which is probably the best investigative reporting show ever, and also, America’s Test Kitchen. They are both great and entertaining programming. The problem, however, is that nothing on PBS is very thrilling. We need to take the minuscule budget they get every year and let them do something really special. Let them have free reign. PBS is so restricted with what they say because they don’t want to piss off the conservatives and they don’t want to alienate the liberals. So fuck it. Let them do whatever they want…and hire a lot of young people to produce their shows. It takes imagination to work with such a small budget.
I think the Times just hates watching the poor (literally) local stations have to pander for their budget money by shilling out old Pink Floyd concerts and Ken Burns Documentaries. I do too. But don’t get rid of PBS. In the Age of the Screen, America needs the most popular mass media outlet to express the people’s ideas. Just this time please make it interesting, provocative, and inventive.
I just thought this was the most ridiculous funny thing…and some hotness 4 u.
So funny how the south reacts to gay shiz. If this had been women I’m sure they would have issued a badge of honor and the key to city. This is why everyone things southerners are nutz…which they kind of are…in a real conservative way!
So some lady over at NPR did this whole expose on the fact that men are choosing not to grow up and have kids and get married and stuff. She was pretty upset about it, bemoaning the fact that there were no good suitors for the womens whose biological clocks are ring ring ringing in their ears. She thought that it had something to do with video games are some other bullshit. She is onto something, for sure. I know that all my roommates and I, all approaching 30 at the speed of light, are all “Child Men.” We prefer it that way. Why?
…CAUSE MARRIAGE AND KIDS SUCK!!!!11!!
That’s why. End of story. Who wants responsibility? Not me. Neither do my roommates. Get over it ladies. Not that you are going to get me anyway. But who would want to date, have sex, then childrenize with a woman who already has so much disdain for the greatness that is man. No one is going near your dusty vag, that’s for sure. You overcritical bitch.
Whew. Now I feel better. Time for some more Halo 3, weed, and a complete lack of responsibility.
I’ve got a layover right now. In the Atlanta airport. As I sit here and write this, there are at least 20 businessmen surrounding me, fighting over the 3 power outlets that they have in this airport. Get ready for the rant…
…and all of them look like these people. Except these people are actors being photographed to look like businessmen. The real thing is much, much more frightening. Oh, and when I say businessmen, I mean women as well. Everyone knows you give up your vagina (along with your soul, and the souls of your poor, undernourished, over distracted childrens…all 1.5 of them) when you go into business. They all look so sad. It’s really depressing. All they do is travel around to different meetings in different airport hotels, then get to do it all again tomorrow. All for what? Not happiness, that’s for sure, if these people around me are any indication. They certainly don’t look like they are having a good time. Maybe for money. But money can’t buy happiness. Don’t get me wrong. I would like to be rich and not have to worry about anything, but it’s not unnecessarily going to make me happy…
Jesus I hate airports. Now some guy is trying to encroach on my very hard fought power outlet…humming and hawing over the placement of my charger…
I’m just glad I’m not him and have no desire to become like him. Does this make me less of person? No. In fact, I think I have things in more perspective than the rest of these automatons. Does it make me a west-coast elitist bastard?
We here at PostGay are very fortunate. We get an exclusive all access pass inside a little known world. Check out this actual footage from inside Britany Spears crotch!
It’s like another world in there! Watch out, them things’ll getcha!
Not surprising. This nation continues to put on the lbs.
One greasy McDonald’s burger at a time. It’s time for you to do your part America. Start frying things in lard. Really, it’s ok. Be sure to drink at least 2 liters of soda a day. How will we ever succeed if you start watching your weight? Keep it up, fatty!
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