Has enough time passed since this past Tuesday’s The Amazing Race that I can rant about it? I think so, but just to ensure complaince with the National Anti-Spoiler Act of 1997, I’ll put the rest of this post beneath the fold. Click on at your own risk.
What, exactly, is it going to take to eliminate the damn Weaver family already? Twice they’ve been Yielded, twice they should have been dead meat, and twice they’ve escaped by the thinnest of margins.
The first time, they had the good fortune that the task immediately after the Yield, which was the last task before the pit stop, was the kind of thing that was determined more by pure luck than anything else. Poor Mamma Gaghan just couldn’t find the damn red bean, and that was curtains for that hard-luck squad. Almost any other task, short of the mud-jeep racing, would have finished them off.
Like the ski jump from this last episode, which took the same amount of time for everyone. Having made a stupid navigational error on top of getting Yielded (again!), they should have been toast. But no, Phil gives the never-before-so-dreaded not-an-elimination-round spiel, along with a pep talk, and they live to bitch and moan about how much better they are than everyone else for another day. Gah!
How bad are these people? They had me cheering for the bickering Paolo family, that’s how bad. Some people are obnoxious because they don’t care how others perceive them (two words: “Boston Rob”). Some people never recognize what effect their behavior has on others. I strongly suspect that as the Weavers watch these shows air now, they are saying to themselves that they still don’t know why everyone hated them.
And why does everyone hate them? Well, if you’ve been watching (and you’re not a Weaver), you probably already know. If you haven’t been watching, I’m not sure why you’ve read this far, but for the sake of postponing my carpal tunnel for another day, I’ll let Heather Havrilesky explain it.
Speaking of whiners, let’s award a big, fat “Boooo!” to the Weaver family of CBS’s “Amazing Race” (9 p.m. Tuesdays) for shamelessly whining to host Phil about how very hard the race is for them, since none of the other families like them. None of the other families like them because they’re about as socially inept as 17-year-old boys (for a refresher course on what they’re like, tune in for the next “Laguna Beach” marathon on MTV). The Weavers have proudly stated that they didn’t intend to make friends, but they’ve been showing the progressive effects of this bad decision every week, as they become increasingly alienated from the other families. Remaining aloof was a big mistake, and it probably explains why Mommy Weaver appears to be losing her mind.
The best part, though, was when the little Weaver claimed that what was really, truly breaking her heart was the fact that the other families have “no class” and that her mom and siblings are the only ones trying to be good Christians. What the hell is she talking about? Apparently all it takes to be a good Christian these days is to ask Jesus for favors every few minutes.
Yep. And the time they threw garbage at another team’s vehicle would seem to count as evidence against their Christian spirit, too, but I doubt they’d know what you were talking about if you pointed it out to them.