The family had the train all to themselves (camera crew included of course.) They snapped at the kids for fighting. They looked out the windows as the train moved. And if my hazy memory serves me there was some conversation about hair brushing. In a word, scintillating!.

Or not. Watching Jon & Kate Plus Eight was like watching paint dry. Or eggs boil. Or clocks tick; choose your cliché. I couldn't fathom why somebody thought this TV-worthy.

Why would I want to watch this when I can walk around the corner and see it in real life? In real life, it's called the tedium of domesticity.

The show only fuels my theory that producers could tape a colony of monkeys sans narration and garner ratings. Perhaps even an ant colony. It doesn’t matter: so much TV is for the bored.

Thank God Congress in its infinite wisdom passed legislation giving the gift of digital TV to big media so that we can get more quality entertainment like this!

And look at the byproduct! Now the tabloids get to generate interest and income covering the fractious days and nights of a reality TV family. Surely Kate and Jon didn’t know what they were in for when the producers came knocking at their door.

But surely Congress did. Wake up, people!