Today's post isn't well thought out, and in fact it's barely coherent; rather, it's just a string of thoughts strung by one simple string, namely, why is it that the people on television are so terrible? While having the delightful displeasure of watching Regis and Kelly, I saw that their guests were the Jersey Shore guys, and I thought, besides the situation's entirely too hilarious commercial with Bristol Palin about abstinence, what have these boys, these developmentally arrested, shockingly financially sound adolescents contributed to society? Please, the fist pump was already there. How quick we are, though, we turn objects of our disgust, of spectacle, into heroes and heroines; Snooki is becoming a best-selling author while we prepare to have a new version of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn published without one mention of the n-word; how's that for a white wash? An incoherent rant, I know, but my daily frustrations needed to be vented to an audience obviously waiting with bated breath.