Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Weatherdude, a Mr. Charles Darwin is Calling on Line 2

The brave stupid weathermen who stand outside in a hurricane to show you that "damn, the wind is blowing hard!"

This happens every year. The worst offenders are the pack of lunatics on the Weather Channel. It is probably inevitable that during a hurricane, a piece of flying debris will waste one of those morons. Or maybe they'll be standing in a large puddle ("look how deep the water is here") when a power line comes down and fries the reporter.

Reporters used to have more sense. They'd set up a camera so they could get shots of trees whipping around or street signs blowing around and then the weatherman, who was safe in a nice warm and dry studio, would supply the narration.

But no, that is not good enough anymore. Now the idiots have to stand outside in the wind and rain to show that it is rainy and windy. They are living proof to the proposition that being on television makes one stupid.

Sadly, it probably will take one or more of these idiots getting his (or her) fool self seriously injured or killed in order to restore a touch of sanity to these lens-happy jackoffs. If there is an afterlife, it would only be fitting that Alfred Wallace and Charles Darwin would greet them with a hard dope-slap.

UPDATE: It took about two hours for someone at the Weather Channel to find this post.


  1. I second this. Yes - I refuse to believe that it's snowing unless someone is standing out on a slick overpass with the white stuff coming down all around them.

    Can we also bump off the reporter-beings who have to go stand in front of the courthourse, police station, or other location to file their story?

  2. Hear, hear! I hate how the Weather Channel, once the domain of true hardcore weather weenies, has now gone "x-treme" with their flashy weatherpeople standing in rain sleet hail snow, hell or high water--not to mention all those weather-related shows that are no different from anything you'd see on TLC or Discovery.

  3. About a year and a half ago, Capital City had a Big Bad Storm coming through. The main weatherman was in the nice cozy central command room where he was using cell phones and such to direct his underlings into the path of the funnel clouds with their Corollas or Civics.


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