Looks like turnabout is fair play and so this time it is America that has quit on a Palin and not the other way around as Lifetime TV (Television For Idiots!) has moved Bristol Daenerys Meth-Born of House Palin and her baby dragon’s teevee show to a later time-slot because nobody really gives two poops about a deeply uninteresting single mom of one or possibly two children depending upon whether a season-ending cliffhanger is called for in order to capture the coveted Andrew Sullivan demographic:
On the heels of not-so-stellar ratings on the second week of Bristol Palin’s reality show, Lifetime has moved the docu-series out of primetime.
“Bristol Palin: Life’s a Tripp” spent two weeks in the 10 p.m. timeslot. Starting next Tuesday, it will air at 11 p.m., a network rep confirmed, followed by a repeat of “Dance Moms.”
The show’s June 19 debut tanked, drawing only 726,000 viewers, losing more than half of its “Dance Moms” lead-in.
This week, people bailed from two Levi Johnston-centric episodes (Levi — Bristol’s ex/father of her son — has a tell-all book published, Bristol tries to set up a meeting with Levi, etc.). The first episode at 10 p.m. attracted 586,000 people, and then dropped to 426,000 viewers during the second episode at 10:30.
Yes. And just like nobody showed up to get free autographed copies of Bristol’s book people are staying away in droves from her show during the summer … when everything on TV is repeats and there is nothing on.
And, speaking of repeats, and just to rub it into Bristol’s surgically-enhanced face a bit more, Lifetime will replace her show with Dance Moms repeats which is a show about moms and dancing; the only two things Bristol is really good at besides shot-gunning a Barokes and getting pregnant.
The good news is that monosyllabic sno-bro and half-term first dood Tawd Palin’s reality show Stars Earn Stripes is a go, so at least somebody in the family will still have a job besides Sarah’s occasional Fox News booty-calls. This is also good news at the Van Susteren household, where Tawd’s show will be called Greta’s Bean Flicking Hour.
I know. Ew.





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Maybe Bri-Bri could host Cooking with Meth on The Baby Poopers Channel…
Karokes? What happened to the Bartles & Jaymes sponsorship?
Good to know that West Phoenix is now safe from her presence.
There’s Rizzoli and Isles. That’s something. And Leverage starts in July.
Burn Notice.
Suits.
Longmire.
Scotch.
Or Rum, for us employment challenged…
Thanks a whole lot. It’s going require major tequila to eradicate that image from my mind.
Okay, I was brave, I watched it for Merikuh and stuff. It’s dreadful, boring, contrived, pointless, lacking in continuity and non-sensical EVEN FOR CANDID REALITY SHOW. The most fun can be had by the obviously shot our of sequence fake scenes where Willow “Tweaker” Palin’s hair keeps changing from ugly “tried to bleach it blonde and pouf it” to “dyed a deeper brown than nature, for no apparent reason”.
The rest of the show is Bris Bris judgementally whining about everything:
while in LA, she keeps wailing about how skimpy the clothes are, how none of the people in Venice Beach are family-focused, and how there are medical pot shops all over the place (maybe it puts a crimp in the Palin’s basement meth lab???). Or Evil Trig Truthers. When she isn’t wailing about that (or getting in bar fights—-or getting sued), she whining about what a terrible, terrible, terrible, TERRIBLE person Levi is. And, of course, his new skank ho. Who Bris Bris has never met.
I haz confused about the “LA culture shock” thing, she lived there for about 6 months previously, when she did DWTS—so why are both she and Willow (who travelled the country with mommy in 2008 and received many free Louis Vuitton bags from it) so suddently stunned that Hollywood is image focused? And different from God’s most beloved Wasilla?
And there’s no question, Brisdull still REALLY wants Levi’s Johnston. And is one boiling pot bunny away from stalking that poor “other” young woman.
Amen to that… came for the snark, went away with an urge to purge.
I give this review of “Brisdull Palin: Baby Daddy Stalker” 2 thumbs up!
Will the damn Palin takeover of our television sets never end? There’s so many of them, they’ll probably be clogging up our airwaves for decades to come.
It’s the number one thing I hate about our current society — our famous people are eternal. Once you achieve fame, no matter what you do, it’s assumed that everyone is interested in you for the rest of your life. It’s impossible to fade into well-deserved obscurity anymore.
guns, thanks–and hope you’re well!
BTW, Tweaker has clearly inheired all of Mama Grizzly’s sneering, pointless bitchiness: upon her out of sequence to return to Wasilly, Tweaker’s wannabe blond bouffnat is asked “what was LA like?” by what is clearly HER Levi-in waiting.
Tweaker, dressed in a fugly plaid shirt (so we KNOW she’s no Hollyweird skank), sniffs grandly, “liberal”.
If you’ll excuse, I have to throw up. A lot.
The whole Palin video onslaught is like a pedo grooming their next conquest. Except, it’s still a non-consensual assault. Like a pedo’s next conquest.
“the coveted Andrew Sullivan demographic”
The internetz have been won.
I wonder what she’d do if she was told, straight out, that LA doesn’t care who or what she is, and that her pissy presence hasn’t even been noticed.
Thanks for taking one for the team.
Me, I am totally shocked to hear that Venice Beach isn’t family friendly!
Five words that will never pass in sequence through Bristol Palin’s lips: “I want to be alone!”
I think that might be precisely what she means by “not family friendly”. Not friendly to Bris Bris’s family.
In 21st century America, the bar for celebrity is pretty damn low. The Kardashians became household names because one of them (it doesn’t matter who, they’re fungible) made a sex tape with a rapper that went viral.
I stopped paying for cable TV several years ago. I spend the money on cigarettes now.
Obviously, a wise investment.
If she’d learn that her family values aren’t those of everyone else, she’d do a lot better.
As for the skimpy clothes – this ain’t Alaska, we don’t have black flies, and it’s too hot in the summer for parkas. (Heck, most winters a parka is too much.) I will admit, though, that some people do need better taste in clothing.
That damn gif is hypnotic.
Bristol Palin carries the Chronic Asshole gene, presumably a contribution from both parents.
After hearing her ‘speak’ a few years ago in the video where her mother is confronted with the WORST GOVERNOR EVER banner, spontaneously demonstrating not only her inherent assholery but also complete lack of intelligence, there is not enough vodka in the world that could undo the damage of hearing her again.
To you, who have taken one for the team and got out of the boat, I salute you.
I’ve just finished watching _The Music Man_ on TCM and am already all verklempt. Naow they want me to watch _Lassie-Come-Home_? What? Am I made of stone???!!!
Your priorities seem backward to me.
Also, what the Kardashians have wrought. Wouldn’t it be nice if a loon or two filed a suit like that against the Palins?
This awesome show that you speak of, Stars Earn Stripes, will they be shooting wolves with AK-47′s from Pipers or what?
I just walked the few blocks home from the Olympic Track and Field Trials after watching my nutty neighbor Andrew qualify for London 2012 (Go Andy, you big weirdo!).
A few days back I had the pleasure of watchting Lopez Lomong qualify.
It would do The Virgin Ben (and Bris-Bris the Baby Daddy Stalker) good to learn a little bit about Lomong’s life journey…
It would do them good, but they dont seem capable of grasping anything outside of their own life experience. Which is narrow, self-involved and jejeune. Alas.
GO LOPEZ AND WEIRD ANDY!
Here’s Andy!
Jebuz! National TV interview and he’s sticking his flag in a dude’s ear!
Go WEIRD ANDY!
And Weird Andy tweeters his thanks!
A ginormous arms-a-flailing run to London for Weird Andy!
With Weird Andy on the team, we’ll win everything!
All the Snowbilly Grifter Clan seem capable of doing with any amount of “competence” is complain, vetch & whine, and then QUIT whilst *blaming* someone else, usually dirty LIEbruls for their alleged “trevails.”
Perhaps the low & dwindling viewership of this “show” is indicative of the waning of the star-power of Clan Bible Spice?? One can live in hope…
A friend of mine recently read Rob Lowe’s book. Some here may recall that Lowe got into some amount of trouble for a sex tape that went public some years ago. It temporarily stalled his career. In his book, I’m told that Lowe says something to the effect that he was just “ahead of his time.”
Lowe has talent, imo, so he’s deserving of his ability to get jobs in Hollywood.
The Kardashians and their ilk?? Spare me. Two-bit low-lifes. Would that they were gone from the small screen, and that it wasn’t considered an “achievement” to have everyone watch your sexytime.
Admittedly, I watched Bristols warm mess of a show last weekend. My spouse and I were aghast that something so putrid could be on the demon box.
Bristol complained the entire 40 minutes about having to care for Tripp or Trigg or Terd or whateves that bastard childs name is. Ironically, the child was in about 1 minute of actual footage for the show. And in that time on screen, Momma Bristol manages to get soap in the eyes of bastard baby so he’s wailing on and on.
Look, when you fuck and get preggers and dont get the baby daddy to hang around, its like, not unusual for the Mom to care for the little offspring thingy. Bristol constantly complains about being a Mom. Who wants to watch this shit? And the cameos from Snowbillie Snookie and Daddy White Supremacist are just too much.
I have little reason to believe America will ever be free of the Palins…
http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/notrocketscience/2012/07/02/the-world%e2%80%99s-smallest-fly-probably-decapitates-really-tiny-ants/
See what I mean?
Whenever the Kardashian/Palin phenomena comes up I always think about the Hugo Award winning short story “The Girl Who Was Plugged In” written by Alice Sheldon (using the pen name of James Tiptree Jr.) in 1973
I once worked on a photo-shoot with an excellent make-up artist and we were sitting around shooting the shit when one of the modals asked ” Who had the nicest skin you ever worked on?” and the make-up artists didn’t even pause and replied “Rob Lowe. He doesn’t even have pores.”