unless it’s pretty say it simply
Watching the news for eight hours at a time will make you want to move to someplace where news has not been invented yet. People say information is power, but what they mean is that information has the power to crush you.
The desk at my interim position as chief financial officer aka receptionist, at a private equity firm downtown faces the MSNBC tuned wall-mounted flatscreen, which happens to be positioned right above the previously mentioned office snacks, so I’m already spending many hours staring wistfully in that direction, and will suddenly find myself tuning into Chris Matthews saying something about who should replace Justice Souter, and that thing usually sounds like, “Should it be a latino and a woman? A latina!” As though he had just invented the word, and possibly had Shakira hiding under his desk. The camera cuts to whoever he’s supposed to be talking to in their remote location in front of some vaguely civic backdrop, and the delay makes everyone get this squirrely look, like is this about to be embarrassing, but then their earpiece kicks in, and they get this look on their face like they just got their batteries replaced by God, and then make some quip about Jennifer Lopez.
Then someone talks about swine flu for a few seconds, and discusses how Obama bought a burger three days ago, and wraps things up with the fact that the only person John Edwards fucked with his affair was himself, and his wife, and that other woman too, and America, and then, and this is the best part, they start all over again, “Should it be a latino and a woman? A latina!”
I love it when they say that.