I am sorry to say that I get annoyed at those specials and telethons that take over the airwaves - and I mean every airwave. I don't want to pay extra for HBO for the same thing I can see on the WB.
I have nothing bad to say about StandUp2Cancer, because let's face it, I know first hand how tough it is and can be. ...and it would make me sound like a heel to say anything else.
But I don't see why anyone thinks that having to watch Coldplay perform will make me want to part with my hard earned dough.
Sure it's great they're raising money for the disease, I guess........but it's Coldplay. Haven't these cancer victims suffered enough?
Personally, I blame Osama bin Laden and Jerry Lewis for these shows. The latter for all those crappy crappy MS telethons and the former for the WTC fund - which I would LOVE to know where that money went.
For the settlement that was given to the 9/11 victims families, equal monies were taken off from the government award if they received other donations. I'm assuming that telethon donated monies to somewhere.
But as those immediate days after 9/11 passed and we sat and watched Julia Roberts ask you for $$$, I was on the phone with Becky and she had me laughing for the first time since that day, when she called and opened with, "I don't know I feel about giving Al Pacino my credit card number".
And I'm good about trying to give to the right charities. Morty did his cancer bike ride last month and I shelled out for that. I'm always proud of him for that event and happy to contribute. ....but something about these massive telethons bugs me in how they manipulate people to contribute.
Sure, the end result is that more funds go to research and treatment - allegedly.
In a way, it'd be fun to have a Survivor t-shirt, but the design is so f'ugly - and it looks like my left armpit survived cancer. And I have always felt weird about being a survivor. It seems boastful to say it and almost disrespectful to those who did not survive.
I know - I know, people will tell me otherwise, but for me, it just seems uncomfortable to say, let alone walk around with a t-shirt telling everyone. But there should be more survivors and if talking about it brings exposure to the situation, it can't be all bad - you just have to answer a lot of questions, and maybe that is the weird part for me.
But I did not stand up to cancer last night. I sat on my hairy ass, nursed my cold and watched whatever was on the DVR.
Song by: the Pet Shop Boys