A Duck

Dr. X posts this from the Papparazzi waiting area at Promises Malibu:

"I lost the thread a few years ago, when the celebutard reality shows hit (The Simple Life, The Osbornes, The Anna Nicole Show). They invited us to laugh at their fucked-up subjects, and enjoy the zany hi-jinks of the stoned and famous.

"Well, it's always fun until someone vomits and dies from an overdose. The concept of a national conscience is so far gone that even after the event, people are still laughing. Reality entertainment has reached the point where death becomes part of the show. There's plenty of candidates for the next necro-star - KNBR (SF sports talk radio) devoted a few minutes the other day to who's gonna die next (frontrunners appear to be Lindsay Lohan, Nicole Ritchie, and Britney Spears).

"Oh yes, Britney Spears. And that great humantarian, Letterman, treated his viewers to material that not only was not funny, but was also morally indefensible. Well, the audience seemed to get a kick out of it. Coming soon: Top Ten Ways You Know Your Chemotherapy's Not Working. (You know how old I am? I can remember when the Letterman Top 10 List was funny. Now get off my lawn!)

"Anyway, one show this week decided to back off. Craig Ferguson said:

" 'For me, comedy should have a certain amount of joy in it. It should be about attacking the powerful — the politicians, the Trumps, the blowhards — going after them. We shouldn't be attacking the vulnerable.'

"Mr. Ferguson, you were already among our little group's Most Admired public figures. You now enter our Hall of Honor. Other emoluments may be provided as occasion warrants.

"In yet another example of sustained excellence, Ferguson's monologue from Thursday's show is here. Be sure to stick around 'til the end."