Every time I think that I have seen the worst that television has to
television surprises me.
"My Big Fat Greek Life" might be the worst television show ever spawned
a movie, and that's saying a lot.
"Inside Schwartz" was so bad I had to consult a psychologist just to
sure these awful scenes were actually seen by people other than me.
And MTV's decline from a music network to a network that centers more
sex than music brought me reason to always stay off the channel.
Knowing how bad television could be, I should have just avoided the
Bowl halftime show. My friends recommended that we order the Lingerie Bowl, but the cost,
general objection to the whole concept, kept me from ordering.
Little did I know what occurred on the Super Bowl would be more exposing than anything the model-halfbacks could have come up with.
Now, let me say that I am rarely offended by anything on grounds of
Maybe it's the culture I have grown up in, maybe it's my overall
boundaries, but I am not usually offended.
And be sure that I wasn't offended by the halftime show itself. I
was stupid, pointless and self-congratulatory, but it didn't really
me, even after Janet showed a little too much at the end.
In fact, I was more offended by the pre-game show, which featured a
vignette with Aerosmith in a space shuttle a year to the day of the
Columbia disaster. The NFL pre-game show was even filled with touching
stories about the accident.
It seemed a bad time to be making an Armageddon farce.
What was strange about the halftime show was the fact that I was
what parents around the country were thinking. While halftime shows
contain more waste than a supermarket hot dog, they are rarely