What is SNL going to do now?

Today is the day. I woke up this morning and praised the Holy Jeebus in the sky, because after today, I won’t have to deal with this happy crap anymore. Well, until four years from now, anyway. Then we all get to see this again, from America’s foremost authority on the voting process:

I’ve seen way too much of John McCain, Barack Obama, Joe Six-Pack, Joe the Plumber, Joe the Jizz Mopper, Joe the Homo, etcetera , etcetera. I’ve read endlessly about Sarah Palin and her kitschy back-woods, pick-off-a-Moose from 150 yards “Dontcha knows”, her overuse of the term Maverick and other palaver that she babbles. I’ve seen the Vice-Presidential debate, I’ve watched countless video clips of her strutting herself and her brats out in public—and even on the ice in the land of fat, gelatinous Cheesesteak eating blowhards…errr…Philadelphia. The damn woman is everywhere you look, and the polarizing effect she has had on America during the last three innings of this Presidential election is hardly what I would call “unnoticeable”.

Therefore I have a beef with Lorne Michaels. Lorne Michaels? WTF? Yes, Lorne Michaels. Of course, all of this came to a head based on an article I read while waiting to purchase a 30 pack of High Life in the world’s longest check-out line the other day. The article, in some god awful gossip rag, maverick, wrote a piece that declared that Tina Fey should run for Vice President, and they were serious, based on her portrayal of Palin on SNL.

Look. We get that Tina Fey is a dead ringer for Sarah Palin, and her ability to portray Palin’s mannerisms and stupid hick sounding language is bar-none top of the charts. But, in the era of YouTube and media frenzy, you, Lorne, have gone maverick and created a monster based on the fact that you have gone to the well again and again. I have seen not only the real Sarah Palin over and over and over again until I am now so sick of her that I want to take a Bull Moose’s horns and ram it up a puppy’s ass, I have seen Tina Fey’s hot milf-in-glasses look act like her all over the place, making me despise the woman and opt out of picking up her DVD “Baby Mama” in the $5 bin at Wal-Mart. Which wouldn’t be a bad thing necessarily if she weren’t playing an idiot, but I’d prefer to catch Tina on 30 Rock and American Express commercials, dontcha know? Maverick.

And this isn’t the first time you’ve gone to the well too many times, either Lorne. This year, more than ever before, Saturday Night Live has over-played it’s hand when it comes to ‘Election” specials, just like last night. These out of touch political figures pandering themselves out to appeal to the masses as “cool” and “hip”…(not “hip replacement”, there, John). It might be funny at times, but it’s not really clever anymore, nowhere near original and it is making me turn SNL off now rather than watch it. While I’ll give you credit for coming up with some pretty classic spots over the past 30 years (see: more cowbell), you’ve also really beaten some dead dogs into the ground. Want my reasons? Here you go. Rob Schneider “Making Copies” was about as funny the second time around as the 17^th time, “Night at the Roxbury” and that stupid Haddaway song was beaten to look like Joan Rivers, and Joe Piscopo. No debate.

God, I can’t wait for this election to be over. So Sarah Palin can go back to her frozen tundra and moose shootin’, so Tina Fey can go back to doing what she was born to do, namely write some really good crap, continue to produce under recognized comedic gold with 30 Rock, and Lorne Michaels will be forced to come up with some new turds to bring SNL back from the middle of the pack in the ratings. Until then, at least I have the…

Detroit Lions! 0-16 in the hizzouse!

Am I alone in feeling that this horse has been beaten off for too long? I mean…uhh…