With Arianna at the top, of course, and Dylan Ratigan a close second. I KNEW there was a reason I favored MSNBC over CNN, and for more profound reasons than HLN being one channel next door (in my lovely viewing area, likely not yours).
Sure, I have other newscasters I covet, like dearly, but this week especially...doesn't get much better than Dylan for me. Oh yeah, and you too Arianna. Made me question the art of over-arching speculation altogether, and no, I did not know how I felt about it in that moment, but I'm playing Hardball with it in my mind all day today.
It's a nice break from that boring election reporting (who cares what's going on on the East Coast, not midwestern me), and the piles and piles of laundry I folded, being so domesticated and anti-"oh-could-you-help-me-with-this-basic-life skill" elite. Got some bones to pick with them too, yes, you know me.
On the surface, I find myself offended, and deep within I somehow blame Moody. Speculating wrongly that the housing market would not be picking up until January of NEXT YEAR, despite the modern and romantic leanings of real people, to buy homes in the Spring.
I may be reading the news wrong, simply rooting in our country's favor, but hasn't this fall already shown an upturn, um yeah, that's what I thought. Who does this guy Moody work for anyway, those who insist on making a profit no matter how long it seems to keep taking, to turn this hopeless situation that keeps perpetuating itself around?
But, who's perpetuating it?
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Tuesday, November 3, 2009
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