Dear Discovery,
This is really hard for me to say. We’ve been so close for such a long time, and I feel like there was something real between us. Sure, there have been some rough times, like when you decided deforestation was worth televising. We’ve had our fights about silly things like how you perpetuate a negative stereotype through shark week and whether ghost hunting is valid programing for a science-oriented network. I’ve cheated on you with National Geographic a few times, and yet you forgave me. In spite of all our troubles, I still love you, mostly because of Mike Rowe, Dave Salmoni and the Mythbusters, and I really believed that we would make it work - somehow.
But this time, I fear the wounds will be too deep. I just don’t think I’ll be able to get over this. You’ve broken my heart for the last time.
No, I’m not talking about you choosing Oprah to narrate Life (though, come on - you have Mike Rowe at your disposal!). I’m talking about how you have decided to go behind my back and get in bed with Sarah Palin.
How could you?! How dare you be with her and try to tell me that you haven’t changed, that you’re the same science-loving, environment-protecting network I fell in love with?
Source: criticalhits
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