If you're looking for proof that we as humans are utterly and irremediably (sorry to use such a big word on a Sunday morning...) dumb and backward, just watch local newscasts when there is a big snowstorm. Each local affiliate has 4 or so correspondents stationed throughout the metropolitan area to report on the fact that "it's snowing." I mean, they spend 30 minutes talking about how "it's snowing." Duhhhhhhhh... I could have looked out the window and told them that. The newscasts frequently sound like this (with some slight exaggeration to help you get the feel for it):
Anchor (Jim): We go now to Worcester where Bill Dandruff is standing by.... Bill, how does it look there?
Bill: Well, Jim, it's snowing and snowing really hard. We expect it to continue snowing until it stops. Back to you, Jim.
Jim: Thanks, Bill. We go now to Juanita, who is on the Cape. Juanita - what's happening there?
Juanita: Well, Jim, it just started to snow, and it looks like it's now snowing. We expect it to continue for a while. It's really coming down. Look at the cars behind me in the snow. It's really snowing. Jim?
Jim: That was Juanita on the Cape reporting that it's just starting to snow and that it will continue for a while, at least until it turns to rain, or it just stops altogether. Liz - you're on the North Shore - let's get an update from you.
Liz: Well, Jim, here it's really coming down. As you can see, I've got a yardstick stuck in the ground here in front of me to measure how much we'll get, and so far, I measure (bending down to read yardstick) about 2 and a half inches. But one thing's for sure, Jim, it's snowing and will continue to snow for a few more hours. That's it from the North Shore, Jim.
Jim: Thanks, Liz. Now we turn to the weather and meteorologist Bruce Backburn. Bruce?
Bruce: Thanks, Jim. It's snowing.....
ENOUGH ALREADY! I KNOW IT'S FREAKIN' SNOWING!! Please, I beg of you, please: All I want is for all of you to walk away sllowly from the cameras, and go out and do some real reporting. Maybe a crime story, a fuzzy kitty story, a rescued baby. Something, anything - just PLEASE: NO MORE "IT's SNOWING" pieces. I can figure that out for myself.
Whewww... I feel better already.