And it’s not just because she sounds like a drunken, uneducated hillbilly – that would in fact probably be a good thing as far as I’m concerned. I love hanging out with drunken hillbillies – I frequently am a drunken hillbilly. And I’m not particularly well-educated, either, and being educated doesn’t mean I’m going to be crazy about you anyway. Lots of people keep their degrees right up their butts, don’t they?
The main reason I don’t like Nancy Grace is she’s on a news channel and she’s presented like someone who is bringing you some hard-hitting news commentary, perhaps in accordance to some sort of dim level of journalistic integrity. Presenting facts. I mean, if you ask CNN if Nancy Grace is about equivalent to a supermarket tabloid circa 1985, they’ll say, “No.”
Isn’t that amazing?
I don’t think news is supposed to yell at me or say”bullshit” while snapping its fingers. I don’t think legal news commentary ought to sound like a rural bar at one o’clock in the morning.
Ah, yes but she can do it and you can like it and we can disagree about whether it’s news or commentary or a bunch of crazy, knee-jerk bullshit getting blasted at us through a psychic flamethrower.
I mean, sure. Opinions and assholes. My apologies if you like to dissect court cases or if you think that makes you a juror or if you really dig Nancy Grace, or whatever. All I’m saying is, I’m not crazy about her.
The thing is, she loves to talk about court cases, but then she wants to do it emotionally. Like it matters at all if we all know O.J. did it. The court case is about proving it. The prosecution has to prove it, and the jury has reach a defined determination about whether or not they’ve done that.
The outside perspective that she screams through a megaphone is again, her right as an American citizen. Have at it. But it’s also very literally irrelevant and counterproductive to the court case. It doesn’t matter if Nancy Grace declares something Bee Ess! What matters is if it was legally proven in a court of law that it was Bee Ess. It either was or it wasn’t.
This outside perspective is so clearly irrelevant to the process that our system requires us to shield the jurors from the exact irresponsible speculation that Nancy Grace loves to scream from the rooftops. She pollutes the process, and she does it like a drunken, uneducated hillbilly. Which again, I’ll take that at a barbecue or a pool hall any day. My legal commentary? Not so much.
Nancy Grace is poisoning the Earth with her astoundingly simplistic stupidity, pumping it directly into the culture through a pipeline of our basic fears and frustrations. And she’s doing it on purpose, and she’s doing it because we’re watching her, and I think we should all probably stop. We’re feeding a Lovecraftian monster from another realm.
Basically, this woman is farting into the mouth of America, and no, it won’t kill us. But she’s sort of cackling maniacally while she does it, and yes, I dislike her for it. I dislike her on a deep and personal level. Call me crazy.