Unless you’ve lived in a cave for the last several days, you’re probably aware that Oprah Winfrey plans to take her show off the air in September 2011. Yet, if you listen to the chorus of voices filling the airwaves, you would think the end of the world is near. Television is filled with images of a crying Oprah announcing her decision, crying women in despair over this pending change in day TV and newscasters reading copy normally reserved for the dead.
I have a small suggestion. Why not save this media love-fest (“love” was not my first word choice) until the woman actually leaves the air. We all know that she will win an EMMY either this year or next for the best daytime talk show. Until then, let’s save this kissing/groping fest for a time when it is really warranted. Like when she is gone.
Other related posts:
