I love Jon Stewart to pieces and everything, but let’s be honest. “The Daily Show” simply isn’t as funny when Jon’s jokes are two months old…and getting older.
I’m talking, of course, about the Writers Guild of America strike. Or, as it’s known around my house, The Black Death.
Seriously. When you’re a person who writes about pop culture, the idea that there is no fresh television to adore or mock pretty much means that in about a week or so I’m going to be stuck writing about how cute my cats are. And nobody wants that. Trust me.
At first, when I heard a strike was brewing, I stuck my fingers in my ears and did a little bit of “La la la” until the news passed. But soon, even desperate denial couldn’t prevent the obvious. “The Daily Show” was in reruns. So was “Conan.” And lots of other shows were shutting down. Of course, I’ll be honest. The fact that production of “Two and a Half Men” has been halted actually seems like a positive effect of the strike. But by God, if I don’t find out what the Hell happened to Lynette’s family on “Desperate Housewives,” I’ll gladly fly to wherever I need to and grab Rupert Murdoch and his pals by the balls and make them surrender.
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I want my television back!
Now, Miss Pop Rocks doesn’t want to get all West Coast on you or anything, but the other weekend I was at a birthday party for a friend of Mr. PR. Another friend of the birthday boy was in for the party from Los Angeles, and it turns out…he’s a real live television writer! The good news? He wrote for “Law & Order: Special Victims Unit” and confirmed for me that the yummy Mariska Hargitay is “really great.” The bad news? He thinks this strike might go on for many more months to come.
As he explained it to me, the writers are asking for a share of DVD residuals as well as compensation for writing that appears on this crazy new thing called the Internet. Which to Miss Pop Rocks pretty much translates into a groundbreaking idea known as Paying Writers For Their Work. Seriously! Give them what they want. Not only because they deserve it, but because I’m going to lose my freaking mind if I don’t find out what was going on in the Season 3 finale of “Lost.”
Oh, and by the way…CBS? When this is all over, remember: no one actually missed “Two and a Half Men.” – Jennifer Mathieu