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Archive for category: TV

   (2011.10.23)

Did you know that women, who are equal to men, get the short end of the stick when it comes to writing American television?

   (2011.10.11)

Here is what a 330-page handwritten Thirtysomething episode guide looks like

   (2011.10.07)

Surely homosexualist Rick Mercer will shave off rugger Adam Kleeberger’s beard solely “for charity”

   (2011.09.16)

Don’t Quit Your Gay Job has no business being as good as it is. But must the cohosts shill for one of its broadcaster’s few advertisers?

   (2011.09.02)

CBC “chieftess” weds Muslim boytoy Zaib Shaikh, but covers her arms at the wedding. Her new husband’s show is still airing on the network whose programming she runs

   (2011.07.04)

Friends of Canadian Broadcasting produced a deceptive graph of government funding for the CBC

   (2011.06.27)

TV showrunner Ed Bernero: “Something with real sort of male themes and male strength… the things that appeal to us, the things we compete for. Macho in a different sense – the kind of things that we think makes us a man. It doesn’t really exist”

   (2011.05.23)

Kelefa Sanneh: “Reality television is the television of television”

   (2011.03.08)

Some network apparatchik stops the subject from answering questions

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