Oprah's website has been flooded complaints from fans about needing a basic, or in some areas premium, cable subscription for the OWN Network. They'll buy Oprah's magazine, Book Club selections, and Favorite Things but paying to watch her is outrageous.
OWN destroyed my New Year's Day.
Seriously. (Granted, I was as hungover as a frat boy on Sunday morning, and not getting off my couch anyway, but still.)
Instead of whiling away my recovery hours on other useless crap television that I know and love, that goddamn Oprah sucked me in. For HOURS. I don't even watch her show, ever. I consciously avoid Book Club picks. Intentionally do not purchase Favorite Things.
And yet...hours. The Behind the Scenes show, the super-nice Hoarder-Helper, the mesmerizing O herself.
I DVR'd something to watch later, so help me god.
Save me. Help me. I cannot let 2011 be my year of Oprah. That day must not be a portent of things to come.