Wait, you all thought “Dancing With the Stars” wasn’t serious television?
A gang of D-list celebrities — including this year’s lineup of David Hasselhoff, Mike “The Situation” Sorrentino and that kid who played Raven’s little brother on “That’s So Raven” — learning to dance like professionals sounds like TV jackpot to the millions of Americans without a better way to spend their time.
And then there’s Bristol. This is where things get good. And this is where Americans might benefit by watching.
Putting her best foot forward, Bristol Palin hopes to “reintroduce” herself to America as something else other than that girl who got knocked up by a one-time Playgirl model.
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alk of the possibility of Sarah Palin taking time out of her busy Tea Party schedule of lambasting mothers who abort their children and Americans who don’t mind a few penny taxes here and there being front and center at the semi-serious dancing competition without a prize except some dumb trophy could turn this year’s show into an arena of crazy wilder than a snow angel competition in Wasilla.
We’re just glad President Barack Obama didn’t schedule a pseudo-important State of the Union address Monday night like he originally did with the “Lost” premiere and then rescheduled.
We’re glad we have our priorities straight, America.
