Last night, I'm channel surfing, and I come across "Scholastic Scrimmage" on the local public TV station. In high school, I was on my school's Scholastic Scrimmage team, so I thought I'd see how this generation is doing.
Anyway, when I tuned in, there were about 10 minutes left in the program. The host was in mid-question. All I heard was something about Marilyn Monroe and portrait. "Andy Warhol!" I yelled at the TV. Apparently, none of the students heard me. An uncomforable silence passed as no one from either team buzzed in. I guess this is what happens when you cut funding for the arts in schools.
But, that lack of pop culture knowledge was not to be the low point of those 10 minutes. No. That came when the host, the host, mind you, asked the following question: What is the tallest quadruped on earth? Seems simple enough.
Except for the fact that this is how she asked it: What is the largest QUAD-ROOPT on earth?
Yes, the host mispronounced the key word in the question. A brave player finally buzzed in and correctly guessed "giraffe." He must have realized that what she should have asked was: What is the largest QUAD-RAH-PED on earth?
Seems like everyone involved could use a refresher course.