Watchdog

This BBC programme used to be required viewing for anyone interested in the latest scams and fraudulent organisations. Some of the ingenuity displayed in one or two scams threatened to keep even me guessing. There was a need for this programme.

So, I can imagine some spotty youth fresh from Oxbridge, breezing into the production office and declaring, “It ain’t broke, so let’s fix it!”

Anne Robinson reappears as the presenter but she has had so much work done on her face that she speaks as if through a latex mask.

The studio set is simply bizarre. A raised wall is lined with ‘consumers’ who look down on visiting ‘experts’ who are there to answer their questions. This Colosseum type arrangement produces some unusual camera angles and no doubt, neck ache for the experts. Then there is the inevitable ‘celebrity’ who gossips about their life for interminable minutes. This is supposed to be a consumer programme remember.

Oh, yes, consumer issues. They did have an article about a rogue trader. A man who went around hoodwinking gullible people that he could cure all manner of diseases (including big C) with just the touch of his hands! I’m glad they warned me about this fellow, such a sophisticated scam would have been absolutely impenetrable to my critical thinking skills. Thank you Watchdog.

After ten minutes I had had enough.

This is why television is doomed. Even the BBC feels compelled to make programmes for Chavs. The television audience is being distilled to the lowest common denominator and television is following the demise of newspapers which are now just gossip magazines.

So where do the knowledge hungry get their information these days?

Congratulations, you have found the new medium of intelligent conversation, the internet.

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