Ask some new ^&*$%#@ questions.

I think I’ve written a post in the past about how I hate “disaster porn,” or news networks’ tendencies to exaggerate, sometimes to absurd degrees, bad weather that is in the area or soon to be in the area. Something else I hate are field reporters who, upon seeing people devastated by bad weather, be it tornadoes, blizzards, flooding, fires, etc., ask the stupidest fucking questions known to mankind. My favorite are the idiots that ask people who just had their homes flattened by a tornado how they feel.

How they feel.

HOW DO YOU THINK THEY FEEL, JACKASS?! THEIR HOMES ARE KINDLING! THEIR POSSESSIONS ARE DESTROYED! THEY’RE SCARED AND ANGRY AND SAD, YOU MORON.

Every single time, that question gets asked. Every single time, I want to punch my TV or computer screen. It’s almost like the field reporters are the ones too stupid to sit behind the big desk in the studio. Even if that’s the question the big-wigs want you to ask, why would you ask it? Can’t you just tell, oh I don’t know, by their goddamn facial expressions, precisely how it is they’re feeling? Just once I’d like to see one of these people look directly into the camera and say, “I feel like snapping that microphone off in your ass, you insensitive dolt.”

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One comment

  1. the20somethingexistentialcrisis · January 24

    Agreed. After Hermine and now the most recent storms, I just want you to get out of my face so I can go about the business of cleaning up my yard, fixing my house, and figuring out dinner with no power on.

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