It was a pregame show for the Ferguson riots, with kickoff scheduled for 9 p.m. Eastern - 8:00 o'clock Central - and enough top news celebrities for an awards show. I've never seen a riot so professionally hyped in advance. This practically had a Super Bowl media week leading up to it.
And at 9:05 p.m., following the opening theme and introductions, the camera crews were perfectly stationed to be in range of tear gas canisters and thrown rocks - to equally represent the ugly stereotypes of both sides. They had helicopters and graphics, fires and explosions, plucky blondes and smoke. It was great TV. If Sylvester Stallone had popped up to jack looters to the wall, it couldn't have been more exciting.
Well, we finally made it to the world that George Orwell envisioned - perpetual wars, everywhere.
Last night, as I watched, an old song played in my head. It cuts to the soul of this blog...
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio, our nation turns its lonely eyes to you...
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It had a "waiting for the OJ verdict" feeling to it. I really am starting to hate what we've become. very sorry to say that.
"Every way you look at it you lose"
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