Who Watches Maury? 5 Types of People, According to the Commercials
I love Maury. He's the best. I don't know how he sleeps at night, but I would imagine quite comfortably on mattresses stuffed with crisp $50 bills and pieces of real moon rock.
Maury cares deeply about your problems.
The only real issue I have with his show is the lack of variety. You used to be able to expect more out of the show than the "Who's the Father?" format. There were "Is It a He or a She?" shows and "Nerd to Hottie" shows, in which desperate, fragile people got to show off their newfound hotness to old high school crushes or bullies. Good, but not as good as the "Out of Control Teens" episodes -- one girl had sex for a cheeseburger!
People often say, "Who watches that shit?" Well, obviously, me, for one. But other than me, who seriously watches Maury? There's a way to tell: the commercials.
5. The Unemployed
During one commercial break, when I was waiting to see whether or not Diego was going to step up and "be there," whatever the hell that means, there were five commercials that ran. Three of them were for-profit college commercials.
Everest College, Remington College, something called Fortis College and even one called ICDC College (they never say what the acronym stands for). ICDC's spokesman is none other than Romeo Miller, otherwise known as Master P's son. Trust him -- he was on a dancing-competition show.
These dubious ads promise scholarships, cutting-edge technology and hands-on training that will get you a job in no time. They always interview some rags-to-riches alumnus and show numerous, cheesy stock photos of people being nurses or lawyers or something. Pretty bleak.
4. The Credulous
Forgetting the fact that you must already be gullible to think that Maury actually gives two flying shits for any of the exceedingly fertile people that are on his show, you must really be deluded if you believe some of the things that daytime TV ads promise you.
One ad was for a company called Free Invention Kit. If you have a good idea, just give them a call and you can make millions!
Yeah, right. That's about as convincing as Marcus's story that he didn't cheat on his wife, he got raped. They already invented the lie detector, at least, and Marcus failed the shit out of that one.