Human Suffering

I can't stand reality TV. The game show ones are bad enough, but the ones that follow some primadonna and film their lives make me wanna drink a bottle of bleach. y'know, newlyweds, osbornes, anna nicole, and especially minding the store which features pauly shore. I was tricked into watching 5 minutes because I was too lazy to find my remote after watching Family Guy. Basically Pauly doesn't have a career, but he still has more money than he knows what to do with and laments the fact that he still sleeps with a different teenage bimbo every night. Scary stuff.
I was scared for a while, but the fear led to anger, anger led to hate, and hate led to suffering.
I'm talking about the The Kathy Griffin Show. She's a self proclaimed D-lister, but still feels bad deep deep down inside when people treat her like one. One of the more entertaining aspects of the show is her husband, who leaches off of her. Instead of being a normal celebrity and having a lapdog, she carts him around to everything. He just dawdles behind her with a sad puppy dog look, but really he's a human tick that literally swells up as he feeds off her life essence (he's gained a hundred pounds since they met!). It's compelling television - compellivision, if you will, mainly because unlike other celebrities she actually works for a living. Whether it be a bit role on an award show or trying to shill her dvd's at suncoast, she's actually doing something for her money.