To the Editor:
Due to the startup of yet another heat wave, I stayed in my bedroom next to the air conditioner and clicked on a few TV channels, some of which I had never watched before. I came up on the all-too-familiar face of Cincinnati Bengals’ wide receiver Terrell Owens, who was apparently hosting his own weekly TV melodrama which showed off his fancy digs, cars and female assistants — all for His Eminence, the cockier-than-thou T.O.
After an hour of the minute-by-minute goings-on, the next program opened with yet another cocky football player, Chad Ochocinco, also of the Bengals, who was interviewing a bevy of females in “Bachelor”-style fashion. A few of the women were shamelessly cozying up to him in hopes of getting a date or receiving a few expensive gifts for which he is apparently famous for handing out at random, such as the ridiculously extravagant ring he bestowed on “Dancing with the Stars” Cheryl Burke for making him look good on the dance floor.
God save us from TV shows as boring and tasteless as the ones I watched.
Arlene M. Conroy
South Philadelphia
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