It has finally gotten out of hand. The world as I knew it is now destined to spin off it's axis, and hurtle to it's destruction in a death spiral towards the Sun. We, as a species, have finally reached the point of no return, the point at which one realizes that he has been correct in despairing for the future of Mankind all along.
I take no satisfaction in being correct on this point; it's too sad for that.
Reality television has, finally, gotten completely ridiculous. I may have to start shooting people.