They will put pretty much anything on daytime TV. Pretty much anything. They gave a talk-show to Tony Danza, Sharon Osbourne, and are examining whether or not it’d be a good idea to give a talk-show to Kate Gosselin. ANYTHING. Which is why I don’t feel guilty for harboring Schadenfreude because Tyra Banks’ show has been cancelled.
If you never saw Tyra Banks, the morning show, you were privileged. But if you saw it, you were also lucky, for you were treated to the greatest monument to ego ever broadcast on television. That includes John McEnroe’s short lived late-night talkshow.
Tyra would turn everything about herself. And not in the Oprah way, where it was roundabout, but in a way that was direct. So you’d be hypothetically having a conversation about how your family is beset with mortgage problems, you’re about to lose your home, and you’d look up and find this international supermodel doing her best compassion face. Which consists of sucking in your cheeks. The best episodes I saw were the ones where Tyra directly attacked her critics for calling her fat. Entire hours about how she wasn’t fat. She’d also occasionally dress up as things to highlight their plight, a device I will miss.
Tyra claims the show’s ratings are fine, she’s just leaving to pursue other interests, (ANTM) but that’s classic Tyra. “I’m awesome, and when I fail, it’s because I choose to.”
We’ll miss you, you awesome paragon of model cray cray.