Television is finally scraping the barrel.
For those of you of a non-Irish persuasion, there is a programme on television here that used to be a really good chat show. Then The Plank took over and now it’s run by Twiglet Tubridy. I refer of course to The Late Late Show,
In its heyday guests included the Great and the Good. World famous names would drop in for a chat and a drop of banter.
Tonight, it’s featured guest is a fucking cat.
I kid you not. RTE’s once flagship programme is reduced to bragging that a fucking cat is the star guest of the show.
There is another programme on called Love Hate or somesuch. I watched one episode and wasn’t impressed. From what I can gather, it’s a sort of Eastenders set in the arse end of Ballymun or Ballyfermot – All skangers, skobies, druggies and skinheads. If I really wanted to see them I’d just drop into Skobieville for an hour or two.
Anyhows, the latest series started off with a bang apparently. One of the characters machine gunned a cat. This immediately caused an uproar amongst the Mothers of Seven Brigade and Moggie Lovers everywhere. Now these do-gooders somehow reckon that the sight of a cat being machine gunned is disgusting, depraved and will incite kids throughout the country to dispatch their local felines with an AK 47. I take it these same idiots sit down quite happily every night and watch films where people or murdered, dismembered and generally eviscerated on a regular basis, but that apparently doesn’t bother them?
So tonight, on prime time television, the guest star is a fucking cat presumably purring along on one of his eight remaining lives.
Meanwhile on Channel 4 they have started a new series.
I haven’t watched it and I have not intention of watching it Ever.
From the blurbs they have put out, apparently couples come on the show, go into an opaque glass box, have rampant sex and then come out and talk about it. Sweet fuck, but what have we come to? Are the channels really that desperate to grab our attention? Are they really openly pandering to the Tissue Box Brigade? Are they really reduced to showing us shadowy arses humping as a way of getting an audience? They call it a serious discussion programme. Yeah. Right.
I honestly shudder to think what they will come up with next. Celebrity Gang Bang? Naked Gardeners World? The Sex Factor?
Television really has gone to the dogs.
Or should that be the cats?