For the 9th year in a row Kathy Griffin and Anderson Cooper will be "hosting" the ball drop in Times Square, Manhattan.
I say "hosting" because Griffin will merely pick up and flap the reins on the tired old horse that is the comedy routine for this abysmal use of prime time.
Not knowing any better, we watched the 2012 excrement and I was shocked that the network didn't go to black when she groped Cooper's private parts. You know, the never let anyone see what's under your bathing suit area?
I find making fun of another's sexual preferences to be in extremely bad taste and Griffin's take on persuading Cooper to change and be her boyfriend absolutely appalling in that it promotes the ridiculous idea that anyone can willfully change their sexual orientation. This is so 1840s as to be a veritable parade - marching bands, twirling majorettes, an elephant giving children rides - of complete and total ignorance. This is a stereotype designed to appeal to the religious right and shrinks looking to make a buck.
Script:
Griffin - rattles off a series of pleading remarks segues into insulting Cooper's sexuality; audience cheers. (Everyone in Times Square is probably drunk anyhow)
Cooper - giggles.
Whee! Are we havin' fun yet?
I am not without my own resources. I will be watching the clock (not the atomic one although it is catching up) and at 8:58 p.m. we'll cut over to whatever channel is ignorant enough to be running them. How much can they do in two minutes?
On second thought, don't answer that.
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