^ It's like Bill Turnbull's eyes are saying "Kill me" as he slowly comes to the realisation that BBC Breakfast will never achieve the greatness of RI:SE when it was presented by Iain Lee. What a show.
If I’m watching a news report, do you know what I want to hear? I want to hear the news, shockingly. I want to hear the headlines and maybe a brief description of what these headlines are actually talking about. Maybe a couple of key details that would give me the basic gist of the story, but wouldn’t actually help me to solve the crime should I be called in to do so (as I am often am).
Do you know what I don’t want to hear? What anyone other than the news reporter thinks. I do not want to hear the anchors inviting members of the general public to attempt to engage their brains and spew forth their appalling speculation and thinly-veiled agendas. I don’t want to hear Jane from Dorset twist a shoplifting in to a jab at people from outside the UK. I don’t want to hear Pete from London talk about how to fix the economy using only common sense and a potato. I don’t want to hear Llewellyn from Llanneli wax lyrical about how a lesbian couple attempting to adopt is amoral, against God and represents the gradual crumbling of society’s fabric. And I certainly don’t want to hear whatever ill-thought out, idiotically intolerant and increasingly insipid insight you have about the news. I just want the god damn news.