I understand NBC felt the need to cancel Dracula because I was the only one watching it, and the network needs at least twice those numbers to remain competitive against Netflix originals. But what I can’t comprehend is how NBC finds room on its schedule for nonsense like the new Debra Messing series The Mysteries of Laura.
This looks like the type of series written by a Soviet-era nuclear-control computer after someone spilled coffee on it. In theory, it has everything: Police procedural, wisecracking New York City detective, single mom more or less, generic Negro. But in practice, it has Debra Messing.
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More things I’ll never understand…
NFL player Michael Sam kissed his boyfriend on TV and this greatly upset football fans who prefer to see grown men savagely pummel each other into unconsciousness because that is perfectly natural and totally not abnormal.
Reading these Facebook comments, it’s hard to not suspect it’s an Onion parody. A man actually posted, “I don’t have a problem with them being gay but I don’t need it shoved in my face.”
It’s a kiss — a G-rated expression of affection. If that makes you physically ill, you should seek professional help.
Posted by Stephen Robinson on May 12, 2014 in Social Commentary
Tags: Michael Sam