Pop Culture Curmudgeon

I have been picking on Cosmo Radio a lot lately, both here and in my private life.

Yesterday, I decided that all of my scorn is completely justified. I may be judgmental, but only of things that deserve it.

I saw a tweet from @COSMORADIO that said: “Can you have more than one sole-mate?” I responded thus: “Do you mean soul mate? Or is it really something about shoes?” Whoever was monitoring the Twitter account responded graciously.

Then, I was listening to Diana on Cosmolicious completely butcher the word “tousled” (and make some other pronunciation mistakes that I don’t remember because she didn’t say them 20 million times, like she did “tassled” and “tawssled”).

I was ready to give her a pass until she started spouting some crap about being mysterious and having back-up plans with friends that sounded as if she was reading from an updated version the The Rules.

I feel like the people who hated Howard Stern when he first started his show, but couldn’t stop themselves from listening. They must have been filled with rage and self-loathing, just as I am. They must have gone on and on to their friends about how they want to stop listening, but they can’t.

Who wants to join a Cosmo Radio support group with me?