1. The Kardashians
Alright, so we're not exactly going out on a limb with this one: for the record, we also hope that global warming and bowel cancer go away in the New Year. But while it's getting harder and harder to find a living, breathing soul (sorry Bruce Jenner, you're clearly made out of rubber and thus do not qualify) who can even attempt to tolerate these loathsome ghouls and their insatiable appetite for designer goods, flashbulbs and the penises of professional athletes. When Scott Disick is the most sympathetic person on your reality show, it does not bode well for anyone involved.
Before 2011, I was never really forced to pay close enough attention to these harpies to get that bent out of shape; they were just one of the bigger chunks in the poop gumbo that is reality TV, and I was happy to let them float blissfully along. But after the last calendar year of being absolutely force-fed the Kim & Kris romance-marriage-divorce story, a plotline so unconvincing and poorly-acted that it would get you laughed off of
"Triunfo del Amor," we are at a point where this madness simply must end.
And we just might see it happen, too: the brazenness of the wedding/divorce cash-grab has inspired
some decent backlash, Lamar Odom was just traded to Dallas, where Khloe will hopefully blend into a sea of vapid, spoiled gargoyle women that might be even more awful than the one in L.A., and just yesterday, some
disturbing allegations surfaced about the brutal labor practices at the overseas factories that produce their fashion line. Go away, Kardashian family. Go away and never come back.
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-Alex