the 140 pound tumor crosses the line

Oprah loves her Nate, her Bob Green, and especially now that she's full of figure again, her Dr. Oz. But did anyone, anywhere, think the 15 minutes devoted to the 140 pound tumor belonged on television? The poor bewildered woman who had it removed sat there, mouth agape, as they dragged on, covered in a silk cloth, a huge shiny pink model of not one but two enormous growths excised from behind her intestines. All of this is to support the thesis du jour: "get a second opinion." All I could think about is the opening scene of YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN, when the old man is kicked to demonstrate his reactions. And did the staff members of Oprah all say "I get to keep the pink tumor prop!" "No, you got the wagon Oprah put her chicken fat in, the pink slab of faux cancer is MINE!" Really, the mind goes to this places.

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Updated On: 2/11/09 at 05:17 PM

Is this it? Or was it another tumor?

i was sure this was going to be about prefontaine.

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I cannot believe a photograph exists of that moment.

"Oprah's favorite things" indeed.

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It's "suffering porn". Of course Oprah's on it like white on rice.

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