Tom Leykis

Not any more, once I caught on that his schtick is to be as stupidly and sterotypically "Dude" as possible. He goes out of his way to run his annoying "Chicks are for Fucking Class" as if he really truly means it, and the dopey guys who rally to the dial eat it up like frat boys getting a lap dance. You can just smell the Budweiser-breathed "Woo-hoos!" from his listeners. I hated those head-banging putzs in high school, and I hate them now.

I took it as tongue-in-cheek for a while, thinking there was some irony or satire at work, but after a few weeks I realized that the horny male routine was pretty much it, and I've been-there-done-that with Dice Clay.

He very much comes off like the fat kid who discovered skeezy empowerment through cursing and cigarette smoking. He purposely refuses to understand a point of view deeper than a cum-bubble...and, you know what? It's fine. I get that it's a character and he's getting ratings, and why the hell should he mess with success? Lovely. But the show's happy lack of substance, or anything at all worthwhile, became wearing for me, and I stopped listening.

At least Howard Stern interviews William Shatner from time to time.
 
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