Once you’ve learned to hate this expression as much as I do, you’re going to start hearing it everywhere. And then, on or around the forty-hundred-billionth time you hear it, the tiny parasitic worms that live just under your skull will emerge from your eyes, ears, and nostrils to commit ritual suicide on your forehead because even THEY can’t stand the sound of it.
I’ve identified two major sources of this filth, one is sports commentators talking about an upcoming game:
Idiot Commentator 1: It seems the Patriots and Ravens match up really well on both sides of the ball. Chuck, any predictions who might pull this one off?
Idiot Commentator 2: Well I can’t say for sure, but it’s going to be interesting.
The other source is political commentary before an election:
Idiot Commentator 1: Palin has certainly wrapped up the stupid crappy loser vote, but Romney has strong support from his tie-wearing douchebag Mormon homophobe base. Carol, who’s going to win this primary?
Idiot Commentator 2: We’ll see, Idiot Commentator One, we’ll see. It’s going to be interesting.
Did you catch how they are similar? In both cases, Idiot Commentator 2 is stupid. Like, molten rock levels of brain power. But not only are they stupid, they are also cowardly. Rather than just making an educated guess, they pass it off and just call it interesting. But every football game is interesting if you’re a football fan. And every election is interesting if you like politics. In fact, life generally is pretty interesting. Sometimes even my bowel movements are interesting. At least if you said “it’s going to be a football game” nobody could argue with you. You’d still be dumb, but at least your facts are straight.
You know what would actually be an interesting thing to say? ANYTHING besides “it’s going to be interesting”. You could say “woozle wuzzle” or even “purple monkey dishwasher” and at least people would raise an eyebrow, instead of having an aneurysm listening to your waste of valuable broadcasting time. What if Thomas Edison had said “It’s going to be interesting” into his first phonograph? People would have thought it was the crappiest invention ever. But instead he sang “Mary had a little lamb…”, the Dark Side of the Moon of its day, which was tearing up the charts in the 19th century (bested only by the other hits, “Little Brown Jug” and “Jimmy Crack Corn”).
Man, people in the 19th century sucked. I’m glad they’re all dead so I don’t have to listen to their crap.