The Future Is Shit: The Future Is Tubridy.
I was in total agreement with this letter in today’s Irish Independent:
Ryan Tubridy is a very suitable host for the ‘Late Late’ crap of a Friday night on the dead-in-the-water RTE channel.
Tubridy tries his damndest to be Jay Leno, David Letterman, Terry Wogan, Jonathan Ross et al, all rolled into one, but fails miserably. He even has the silly music man doing his thing on the sideline in his current show, and does the stupid jittering around in his chair and shuffles those awful cue card things when his hands don’t know what to do with themselves.
His new job is going to be more of the same nonsense with the same nonentities rolled out as guests — he’ll probably have Gerald Kean and the rest of the bores on before the first month is suffered through by the viewers.
There’ll be the usual smattering of wasters who’ll have written a book and singers who would do better if they had written a book as well.
Thank goodness for the BBC and their first-class programmes and for my permanent switch-off RTE mode on the remote control. To think I’m forced to pay a licence for the rubbish on offer is maddening.
I’ve just heard Ryan Tub say on the radio that he’s “humbled” to be so honoured.
Yawn, bloody yawn. The problem with many RTE people is that they don’t realise they are passe and only minimally competent.
Robert Sullivan
Bantry, Co Cork
Mister Sullivan hit the nail on the head. Funnily enough, Ryan Tubridy looks like a giant nail, and I would certainly like to take a hammer to him.
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