Daytime Talk Shows Are For Healing (VIDEO)

Watching chunky lady talk show porn piggy back off one another for masturbatory ratings tears is fascinating. Oprah secured a big get for her show nobody knew was still on the air when she got the cute little ragamuffin kid from Who’s The Boss to admit on national television that he’s the 79,858,920th person in the world to be HIV positive. Harkening back to twenty five years ago when such revelations where newsworthy. Or when Who’s the Boss was actually on the air. Danny Pintauro’s confession has moved a lot of people who haven’t given a fake shit about this kid since he stopped appearing on their TV screens a long time ago. Including Alyssa Milano who was the only former cast member from Who’s the Boss who didn’t know Danny was HIV positive, mostly because she didn’t keep contact with him and he didn’t want to tell her. That didn’t keep The Talk, the overtly racially diverse afternoon talk show, from showing Danny’s Oprah confession to Alyssa Milano and closing on her tears while she declared Danny a hero. Actually, she called him a beacon of light. What? There’s nobody more affected by this than Alyssa Milano.

Cheap tawdry elicited tears are the money shots of daytime talk. Why are you crying? There’s cum in my eye. Are people revealing they are HIV positive heroes? I think the argument can be made for this in the early days of The AIDS when you risked a ton of repercussions. Now you might as well shamefully confess you serve meals to the less fortunate. Nobody gets kudos for coming out with kuru after eating the flesh of their human slaughter. Ranking diseases based on nobility seems unfair. As does showing some chick crying over a co-worker from twenty-five years ago announcing he’s HIV positive. Half of West Hollywood is HIV positive. Walk Santa Monica Boulevard with your pressed juice and breathless sobs. Just don’t breastfeed your baby. You will be shamed.