Commentator James wasn’t happy with my post on Top Shot Season 4 Episode 1. To use the English expression, my fascination with Michelle Viscusi’s T-shirt [not shown] really got on his tits. “All you guys (staff included) should lay off on the “zOMG TiTS!!!11″ shit. It’s impolite, counterproductive, and frankly, pretty damned creepy. If this was a forum full of 8th graders who have never seen or touched a tit, it might be understandable. But FFS, this is the internet . . .
If you want to see tits, just go look up some damn tits already. Once in a while, I could understand a picture of some slut toting a Desert Eagle or an AR or whatever. But when there’s two or three posts every day that amount to nothing more than “tee hee hee i liek b00bies,” it’s fucking repulsive.”
In my defense, I’d like to draw James’ attention this biographical profile provided by Top Shot’s PR team:
When she’s not securing the border, Michelle works as a model for a weapons accessories company.
So Ms. Viscusi’s no stranger to sexual exploitation, however you define it. A definition that certainly includes money. And a direct appeal to the viewers’ reproductive predilections. Which makes it a free and fair trade IMHO.
That said, I get it. Just because Michelle Viscusi’s telegenic appeal factored into her selection as a contestant (and the ensuing wardrobe selection and editing process) is no reason for TTAG to harp on about it. Clearly, our mammary-minded meta-media misegos is perpetuating the the producers’ puerile pandering. We should rise above it.
And yet, as the only member of staff with a minor in child psychology, I’ve been tasked (by a ruthless, ratings-driven boss) with blogging Top Shot’s carefully manufactured human drama (a.k.a., tsuris). It appears that, for the first time in the history of the History Channel shooting show, sex will be a factor. Not the sex of the contestants, but the prospect of actual-honest-to-god man-on-woman sex.
Will anyone shag anyone on the show? And how will that impact their marksmanship? I don’t know about you but my marksmanship improves after sex. Well, it did before my second wife and I split up. Oops! So now you know the real reason I’m breast obsessed. And at my age too . . .