How Eddie McGuire continues to prompt contestants on Channel 9’s Millionaire Hot Seat

Eddie used to prompt the contestants he liked by asking them “final answer?” when they chose the wrong multiple choice answer. What he was really  was telling them was  “Your answer is wrong so think again and choose another one of the other three multiple choice alternatives.”

He did this when the candidate was one he thought would be popular or good value for the show.  It was best if you have a schmaltzy sob story of what you would do with the money if you won it such as feed the hungry,  save the planet,  pay for your nanna’s hip operation.  And then Eddie would gush and utter “Gosh, I  hope you win. We want him to win, don’t we?”

People began to catch on to what he was doing.  After all, one cannot describe the show as a genuine quiz.  It is merely show business.

You had more chance of winning if it was Monday night and Eddie wanted to suck in the viewers to watch the rest of the week.  Nothing unfair about that but it is becoming predictable.  Monday night,  winning,  coincidence?

Unfortunately for Eddie and Channel 9,  people began to recognise a pattern of prompting so he adjusted his “Final Answer?”  to  “You tell me what to do.”

This directive actually means ” For crying out loud, choose another answer, cause this one’s wrong.”  And he often emphasises his prompting with  “Lock it in?” and the contestant locks in the answer which,  surprise, surprise,  is the correct one.

On occasion the contestant fails to catch on to his hints and doesn’t lock it in so Eddie becomes quite frustrated and turns to the audience and shrugs his shoulders apologetically as if to say “I did try…”

 

The next Father of the Year will be a woman. Happy now?

When I see women and some men marching in the name of feminism and  screeching hysterically about how awful men are,  I wonder if these women are cutting off their noses to spite their faces.

I despair that a new terminology has entered our language- toxic masculinity.

So men are dangerous, poisonous, horrible creatures and it is up to women to reform them,  castigate them,  and demonstrate against them.

Basically,  what women want is to turn the men into women or  “menettes”.  Apparently, we need men but only on our terms.  They must be more like us.

Is it any wonder that men are subconsciously feeling so set-upon that they are growing beards and getting tattoos?  I interpret this desire to grow facial hair as evidence that men need to assert their masculine traits.  They are confused about how they should approach women. They don’t want to offend women  and heaven help them if they are politically incorrect by opening a door for a woman or paying her a compliment.

Before somebody accuses me of treachery and misogyny regarding my own gender, I categorically declare that I am for equal rights and equal opportunities for both sexes.

I am concerned,  however,  that so much animosity towards men, is counter-productive.

Not all men are monsters who rape and pillage,  so don’t treat them as if they are.

 

Does anyone understand the Medownick TV commercial?

We have been inundated lately with a most idiotic commercial for laser eye surgery by the Medownick group.  To be more exact, it’s what I guess it’s supposed to be.  There’s something mentioned about a place to lose your glasses, but I’m not quite sure why.

A couple of kids who resemble one another are seen throwing a pair of spectacles around.  Are they brother and sister?  One of them shouts that he can’t see but he’s quite happy about that. The other one, his sister perhaps,  suggests that he should trample the spectacles. She’s finding all this very amusing as does her stupid brother.

In another scene some idiot has gone swimming in the surf with his glasses and lost them. This is also good news, apparently, but then we are told that we should lose our glasses at Medownick.

I have written in the past that some commercials may become popular because they are so annoying and yet their message gets through.  This one, however, makes one feel that if Medownick approve such idiotic ads, then how good is their judgement?

Will one go to their practice and be operated on and then leave crying  “I can’t see anything!   I can’t see anything……?

An open invitation to President Rodrigo Duterte of the Philippines

Sometimes you just have to have the guts to stand up against crime.  For this reason I would love to extend an invitation to President Duterte to come to Melbourne, Australia and help clean up the mess caused by African and other criminals who terrorise people in their homes, their cars and their places of business.

I have just come home after seeing the result of yet another jewellery store robbery in Melbourne.  It is the same store that was robbed three months ago by a gang of Africans. This time there was a group of four brandishing a hammer and a GUN while another one of them waited outside.

In Australia,  we are advised to be politically correct so as not to upset the criminals.  So from now on I have decided to refer to them as being of  “Martian Appearance.” Apologies to the planet.

I resent that these criminal acts are being described as “brazen”. What is brazen about attacking a shop with weapons and injuring an unarmed employee?

Cowardly?

Yes.

Violent?

Definitely.

So please Mr President,  we need help.

Farewell to Obama

The President of the U.S is ending his administration just the way he began it,  by bending over forward to kiss the hand of the Arabs in the settlements vote in the U.N Security Council yesterday.

It was about eight years ago that Mr President was kissing the hand of the Saudi King. He had actually bowed before him in such a subservient manner that I winced in embarrassment.

There he was sucking up the way he has continued to do for the past eight long years.

Very demeaning,  I thought. It made a mockery of the dignity of the U.S.  As I have always maintained,  I love America and don’t want to see it degraded in such a way.

Here’s hoping that the New Year will bring back some pride to the country that helped save my life.

Dear Aldi, please don’t call us “Dear Customer”.

I realise that in the German language as well as in other European languages it is acceptable to refer to someone as “My dear…whatever”.

In Australia, however,  this sounds patronising and sarcastic.

Our Australian culture is much more casual than the German one and even irreverent at times. We don’t bow and scrape and act obsequiously even when we are courteous.  So being called “”Dear Customer” is strange to our ears, especially when the announcement is “Dear Customer we are closing Checkout 2. We  are opening Checkout 3”   and you feel like clicking your heels together  and saluting  “Jawohl”.

Dear Aldi, you can always simply announce that you are closing a checkout by saying  “We are now closing Checkout 2 and opening Checkout 3. Thank you.”

Doctor Doctor. Is that the best that Aussie TV can achieve?

Take an old script from a twenty year old American TV series  called “Northern Exposure” about a doctor who is sent to a weird place which he hates and you have the premise for “Doctor, Doctor” which is “coincidentally ” about a doctor who is banished from the city and has to work as a GP in an Aussie country town.

Not any country town, mind.  It so happens that the town is the place from which he escaped…on account of everybody in the town being weird.

Lucky that…

Since that means that every character in the town can overact. And boy does that go on! The doctor’s mother is crazy hyper.  The doctor’s father is catatonic. Alas poor Steve Bisley, I knew him well when he had speaking roles. The doctor’s former girlfriend looks like she’s in drag and she too is hyperactive.

The doctor’s boss, Penny,  is forever presenting him with a bottle he must fill with urine. His and nobody else’s  (haha)  which becomes “the running joke”.

For crying out loud, the entire cast could do with a dose of ritalin

I could go on  (and I definitely will) for the following reasons.

As a former TV critic for The  Courier Mail newspaper in Queensland I have seen and judged and promoted many TV shows.  Some were good while some were bad.   The current crop of TV shows,  however, is so abysmal  that I cannot stay quiet and accept the drivel that Australia is now producing.  “Rosehaven?”,  “The Wrong Girl?”

Good grief!  They are puerile, badly written and hyperbolically acted.  And please can some generous person hand the wrong girl a packet of tissues?

I’d much rather watch “Hard Quiz” which is entertaining and informative thanks  to the remarkable talent of Tom Gleeson.