Oh Dear Lord…help me with this post.

I am under the weather.  But…I always say better to be under the weather than under the ground.

I came home early from work today.  I just glanced at the clock on my computer and it says 7:41…and I am worn out and ready to go to bed.

I was traumatized this afternoon.  I made the mistake of parking my hindparts on the couch and mash through the bazillion channels I have on my DirectTV that mean absolutely nothing given they are worthless.

Every time I wonder how the financial terms are of this country I think about the bazillion worthless television channels I pay to watch that have ample worthless commercials on.  Believe me…there are plenty commercials on.  The enterprise of making money for someone is alive and well.  That and all the worthless channels I pay for.  I watch ESPN.  I watch INSP.  I watch Hallmark.  I watch ESPN’s other networks.  I watch the locals on occasion.  Carrie, my dear wife, and I watch the Food Network and the Cooking Channel.

MTV stinks these days.  I miss it.  I remember when The Moody Blues were featured with videos on MTV… never mind…that was in the late 1980s.  VH1 Classic is okay every 14th show.

While I was scanning the channels today I saw some sights I never thought I would ever…or would hope to never see.

I was dumbfounded when I came across one channel.   I decline to indicate the channel or the network.  I do not decline the memory I had as I watched the program.

Lewis Grizzard, the late newspaper columnist, once said he was glad his father died before he saw his son, Lewis himself, getting his hair cut at a beauty parlor.

I must say I am glad Lewis died, he passed in 1994, before he had the chance to see what I saw on television today.  One subject of his humor and derision has made a rebound.  He was on TV today.  I saw him as I was channel surfing.  I thought i was going to faint.  What I saw was unimaginable.

The television evangelist Jim Bakker is still alive.  He was on TV today making a fool of himself.  He was quoting scripture and hocking junk, including meals in totes to supply on for the next seven years for near 3000 dollars.  The big deal was a $91 dollar special in honor of a 91 year old lady that recently passed away.  91 bucks for jewelry or throat lozenges…or water bottles…or…it was surreal…for 91 bucks.  I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone.

I am glad Lewis Grizzard didn’t live long enough to see Jim Bakker on TV today.

And to think…this is what I am in danger of as I wait to watch football on ESPN.

Speaking the Rights.

Danny Johnson