An Open Letter to BBC America

Dear BeebAm:

You know I love you. You know this. I’ve loved you ever since that year I got free digital cable in Rochester, NY as part of a promotional deal for new renters in my apartment complex. I love your news. I love your dramas. I love (gods help me) Graham Norton. I am a Top Gear junkie, and have recently developed an obsession with Gordon Ramsay. I do not know where I would be without The Doctor.

I adore you. We may be taking a short break, but my love for you has not wavered in the slightest.

I tell you this so that you will not be too terribly hurt that I am not going to watch you at all from this evening until, perhaps, Monday (OK, maybe I’ll take a Doctor break in there). It is simply my policy, as an accredited member of the Wedding Industrial Complex (In-Service Musical Performance Unit), to avoid weddings a) to which I have not been invited as family or friend, or b) at which I am not being paid to play. I wish all the best to the happy royal couple, but… well, they’re on their own.

Also: I’m just not really into this monarchy stuff (which is why I don’t much care about The Tudors, either).

See you next week! Kisses!

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About L. M. Bernhardt

For a good long while (15 years or so), I taught philosophy at a little private university in northwest IA, and occasionally branched out into playing music, dabbling in photography, experimenting with food, and writing nonsense on my blog. The philosophy teaching part ended in 2017 (program elimination via prioritization), but never fear! I've just finished my MLIS at San Jose State University, and I'm currently on the market looking for new adventures in either philosophy or LIS. Otherwise, I labor to support my dogs in the lavish manner to which they've become accustomed.
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