“I quit watching The Weather Channel,” dad told me last night as I was taking my medications. “Did you look at their webpage yesterday?”
Dad and I are weather fanatics.
“No,” I replied with interest. This was a very interesting turn of events. I’ve been harping on dad for weeks how bad The Weather Channel has gotten – that it’s as bad a Fox News these days as far as their over-the-top coverage of things is concerned.
“I don’t visit weather.com for my weather,” I told him. “I go to the National Weather Service’s website.”
“The headline on weather.com was about the H1N1 vaccine,” dad said. “It had nothing to do with the weather. I browsed away in disgust. I just wanted some weather news.”
“They’ve gone downhill ever since NBC bought them,” I replied.
“It seems to me they are catering to a more mainstream audience,” dad said. “But they are killing their core weather fanatic audience that made them what they are.”
“It’s about advertising dollars,” I replied in a moment of enlightenment. “They are a business first and foremost to make money. The weather is just a tool to sell advertisements. That’s why I go to the NWS for my weather.”
“Local on the eights,” dad said turning to me with a smile. “That’s the only real redeeming thing left of the weather channel.”
I agreed. I still love that part of it and will turn to channel nine out of habit when the clock turns to eight. I want the forecast. The temperature. The barometer and dewpoint. All things us weather fanatics keep up with. I don’t want to know about the missing girl in a Florida swamp that has no bearing on me or my life, or the weather for that matter. I told dad this and he laughed and smiled before leaving agreeing with me.