Darn You, Barbara Walters

Every year you suck me in with your promise of the year's MOST FASCINATING PEOPLE. And, I know better. I really do. The people are rarely fascinating and the interview clips are random bits of fluffiness. This year I vowed that you wouldn't get me. I was going to be strong and turn my back on you. But, you know me. You knew that I'd be emotionally drained after watching Grey's Anatomy and unable to resist your preshow clips featuring Justin Timberlake, the Beckhams and the promise of an amazing NUMBER ONE MOST FASCINATING PERSON. So, you know what I did, Barbara? I sat through the whole thing. I watched you ask Justin where the sexy had been before he brought sexy back. I watched you ask Bill Clinton if he would host the White House Easter Egg Hunt if Hillary won. I watched you ask Don Imus if he thought he should've been fired (well, actually, if I'm being honest I had almost completely zoned out by this point). I managed to find focus when you asked Victoria and David Beckham if they want more kids. (Because really, how could I go on without knowing that he'd like 2 more and she doesn't?) I even sat through Hugo Chavez talking about Pres Bush having the intelligence of a donkey. Barbara, I sat through them all knowing that you would reward me in the end. And, what did you do? Did you make my hour long patience worthwhile (and you know I'm not a patient person, Barbara!) No, you ended by announcing that J.K.Rowling was the NUMBER ONE MOST FASCINATING PERSON. And while it's no secret that I enjoy the HP from time to time (I mean, really, I read the last book two times in a row), I was highly disappointed that the one person you didn't actually interview with silly questions was your NUMBER ONE MOST FASCINATING PERSON. Sheesh! This is an hour I will never ever get back. Never. Ever. Next year, Barbara, next year I will resist you and your commercials. Unless you come on right after Grey's Anatomy...