The Ladies of The View Got Lazy

I'm back. . . .

I started this blog on "The View" last year after I found myself shouting at the co-hosts over various issues. To sum up my frustrations very quickly: Joy tends to be liberal without thinking things through. She gets herself into trouble by speaking before she thinks. Whoopi is complacent. She puts such little effort into her appearance that I wonder if she gets out of her pajamas when she has no show to do. Sherri made some big blunders in the beginning by making stupid comments, but she is a fast learner.

I think that Barbara and Elisabeth are the most creative thinkers of the group. Barbara's political correctness annoys me sometimes, but the older she gets, the more creative and tolerant she has become. Elisabeth's politics are more conservative than mine. I actually have few negative comments about Elisabeth. I wish she'd quit saying, "Um," right before she asks an important question. In general, Barbara and Elisabeth frustrate me less than the others---in general.

The co-hosts' strong opinions and incomplete information upset me. Since "The View" gets good ratings, a large number of people are receiving the messages imparted by this panel. Since the show needs a watchdog, I have volunteered to bring mistakes to the public's attention.

Once I began this blog last year, I found myself generally happy with most of the shows. I don't want to conjure something up or exaggerate a point in order to write this blog. There are qualities I love about Whoopi, and I respect her accomplishments. Joy is one sassy, funny lady, and a brilliant comic. These ladies are much like their audience members. Imperfect and fallible. In some ways the concept for the show does not work for me because these ladies--even though they represent various age groups and races--they must be held to a higher standard than ladies in an office who may discuss relevant topics by the water cooler or in the break room

Unfortunately, I found today's show frustrating and plain wrong. I felt like kicking my TV. Greg Allman was a guest, promoting his life story called Greg Allman: My Cross to Bear. I squirmed on my sofa while I watched an interview that went terribly wrong. So wrong that I must divide this blog into two entries. The following entry is specifically about the interview with Greg Allman.