The blurb piece asks the question Entertainment Weekly was convinced was on everyone's mind: are people finally tiring of Jersey Shore, as the fourth season finale's rating dropped in relation to the previous three finales, a first for the inexplicable cable hit. The show still manages to break viewership records on MTV (whatever the hell prestige there is in that anymore), and is still basically drawing six-and-a-half million viewers.
Entertainment Weekly makes news out of one ratings dip in four seasons? I know there can be slow weeks for any news outlet, even one as loosely defined as Entertainment Weekly, but come the hell on. Didn't Lindsay Lohan buy a Bic lighter and a packet of mini-thins at a gas station somewhere or something? What about Spencer Pratt? Haven't heard about him lately (not that I, or anyone else for that matter, is complaining), but shouldn't TMZ be checking to see if he's dead behind a dumpster in West Hollywood, the victim of smug poisoning?
Bottom line: People have been tired as fuck of Jersey Shore since day one. This level of tired can range from simply don't care to white-hot hatred and loathing, but it is not going anywhere anytime soon. I mean, I'd rather masturbate with a cheese grater than watch Jersey Shore, so I do not watch Jersey Shore, obviously. But a show's rating will decline. It is inevitable. Even for the juggernaut of duh that is Jersey Shore. While the rest of you ruminate over six dollar coffees until they return in January, I'm gonna take some strategic deep breaths and get back into the retro channels that have been popping up on my cable as of late. Been DVR'ing The Saint the last couple of days...cool, Roger Moore kicking ass in the 1960s.
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