[HettyLip]

This cretinfest must be denounced in the harshest possible terms. The audience of this exercise in futility grows more dimwitted by the year, responding to the pointless - though sometimes crudely leading - questions - posed by the two prancing moderators who inhabit the stage like a bad smell, with the mental acuity of a fresh corpse. The comments are invariably devoid of meaning, as little thought has been invested in them. They are as devoid of cerebral guidance as the death throes of a moose, promoted solely by the desire to be acknowledged by being controvrsial or the need to utter something, no matter how fatuous and embarrassing. Being acknowldeged is all that matters. But embarrassment is not something they need fear in the company of their fellow morons, as inarticulate and ill-equipped to shine in the company of those who make no effort to suppress a noisy fart at the dinner table. They are the docile fodder for a future race of Morlocks.
Bon appetit.