I was watching TLC to get a break from the relentless news.
Doug gleefully demolished a so-so kitchen to make it something
spectacular or at least, irritatingly different. Then Stacy and Clinton
interviewed fashion victims to learn how their lives had changed since
renovating their wardrobes.

The Gulf Coast has been plunged into a weird reality series--cosmic power has devised a truer than true version of anything the entertainment industry could produce.

WaterWorld, Perfect Storm, Survivor, Fear Factor, Wife Swap, The Batchelor, directors have tried nearly everything! A local radio station ran a contest to see who could live in a car the longest.

Ever since the actors union got uppity, the ordinary viewer has
been willing to trade anonymity for fame and fortune and gamble in high stakes through all kinds of humiliating scenarios.

Watching the relief workers roll in to New Orleans, I had the same choked up feeling I experience when the Extreme Makeover bus pulls up to the curb of a deserving family and Ty raises his bullhorn.

HolyWord trumps HollyWood every time.