Month: February 2022

I don't like to throw the term “privileged” around, but damn what a privileged take

I missed an entire childhood with my mother. Not because she was absent by choice, but because she was a nurse…and her life belonged to the hospital. In the USA…so just imagine, birthing a child, then clocking in 2 days later… My mother is a beautiful, unimaginable human being. She has literally held a man’s heart in her hands and pumped it to keep him alive. She’s revived the dead. My mother is magic. And…I barely knew her until recently. I missed an entire childhood with her, because she lived in the hospital, and I lived a block away…so close but so far. Capitalism destroys the human experience.

This is from “The War For Late Night” by Bill Carter written in 2010. This was jaw dropping when I first read it. It now just seems like the norm. Lorne walked into Segelstein’s office, sat down, and laid out all the reasons he had decided to resign. And Segelstein, who had a sardonic streak, listened patiently, not uttering a word until Michaels had finished. Then he launched into a story, a parable of sorts, one that touched on the religion of television. “Let me just take you through what will happen when you leave,” Segelstein began. “When you leave, the show will get worse. But not all of a sudden—gradually. And it will take the audience a while to figure that out. Maybe two, maybe three years. And when it gets to be, you know, awful, and the audience has abandoned it, then we will cancel it. And the…

People still don't know this exists