I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Sex and the City was a copycat, and a sad and pathetic one at that. What's so original about four single women living in the same city, sitting around talking about their sex lives (or lack thereof) over the vice of their choice?
You know why? Because the Golden Girls did it first and they did it better, which is why I love the fact that there's been huge public demand to have Betty White host Saturday Night Live.
I don't think there are enough words in the English language to describe how awesome that would be. She's been in show-business for eight decades, and yet, she has never hosted the show. I guess the producers and Lorne Michaels were too busy trying to convince the athlete du jour to host (and suck out loud.)
I don't know about you, but given the choice between a butterface who swam and won a few pieces of gold in a Communist country who couldn't act/host his way out of a paper bag or someone who is legitimately hilarious and knows what she's doing, I pick the latter. This is a woman who sent flowers to her co-star (who happened to be recovering from a stroke) with a message that read, "I hope you die so I can be the last Golden Girl." I'm sorry, but that is awesome.(Also awesome is the fact that her co-star found it hilarious as well.) How can you not want someone that wickedly funny to host your show?
Apparently, this dream is almost a reality. Rumour has it that SNL is talking about putting together a "Women of Comedy" episode that would have her working alongside two of my other favourites, Amy Poehler and Tina Fey. Excuse me while I have a nerdgasm.
Oh, Betty White, your sense of humour and your love of animals is legendary. Never ever change.