Those ladies on The View sure love dispensing advice. There’s Barbara Walters, four times divorced, slept with a married Senator for shits and giggles. Jenny McCarthy, who can’t remember going on any talk shows to stop moms from vaccinating their children. Whoopi Goldberg, also thrice divorced, colorful drug history. And, Sherri Shepherd, who’s latest husband wants a divorce, claiming fraud, and insisting he get sole custody of their child baking in some surrogate’s belly now for seven months. That’s quite a cocked up clan right there. I guess they resemble much of America who is at home watching their inane Pablum during the workday. Sherri’s husband Lamar Sally says maybe Sherri can come visit Lamar Jr. once he’s born, provided there’s supervision to make sure Sherri doesn’t start yapping about The Ukraine or other shit she talks about without real understanding. Sally also wants Shepherd to give him spousal support, since she’s inexplicably employed on national television while his paycheck from the failed sit-com he once staffed on eight years ago isn’t what it used to be.
If you’re part of The View family, you’re going to get praised by inside sources during your turn at the life crisis altar for something:
She is such a pro. She came to work all week and nobody knew that anything was going on.
When people praise you for your professionalism, that means they don’t really like you enough to commit to a real compliment. In fact, they’re leaning toward calling you an asshole. Hillary Clinton will be called an experienced pro a lot during her campaign. Bill Belichick is a consummate pro. Mariah Carey, a total pro. So is Sherri Shepherd. But cursed like her fellow View hosts to be able to give outrageously solid analysis on every topic but their own happiness. Aww.