The Isolated Blurt Thread XIV : Take It From Me, You Bastards.

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The Public Broadcasting System ("PBS") dramatization of (Queen) Victoria has gone completely off the rails. It's a joke. As the modern expression goes, it has "jumped the shark."


The first season bore some resemblance to history. The succeeding season is a travesty.


There isn't even a remote connection with reality; it's a farce and a joke— a work of imagination and fiction. It is a horribly painful experience for anyone familiar with the facts.


It's laughably inaccurate.








I know how much you enjoy taking potshots at PBS, but in this case, PBS is merely the U.S. distributor of an English production house.

Don't let that stop you from acting the fool, however.:rolleyes:
 
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I can't remember the last time I slept so soundly and hard. I got an almost solid eight hours. And oddball dreams. A tree that was cut down but really wasn't. Children that exist playing with children that didn't exist. Neighborhood parties, expensive billing regarding the cut down yet not cut down tree. All mixed together in a nonsensical hodgepodge.

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Strange. I hate that fucking phone.
 
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