It’s exhausting being a soap fan

To be a soap opera fan today means that you are constantly fighting for some sort of respect. Be it for yourself, the genre you love, or the amazing actors who work their butts off day after day. Then when something comes around that is supposed to celebrate daytime, yeah it celebrated Oprah, it celebrated game shows and when they had a couple of minutes to think about the soap categories.

This is a tweet from @JimRomanovich from June 7^th:
Now u know why THIS Daytime Emmys is about a celebration of daytime. Ain't no funeral. We're ready to rock and roll and party all nite

Yeah, they sure did rock and roll and party all night. Problem though, they didn’t even celebrate daytime. The celebrated Oprah, who didn’t need another damn celebration.

Oprah is a woman who has spoiled herself, cut herself off from real people. She gave herself a what three hour celebration with her final shows. Let’s be honest if we can, she was a talk show host. Sure she might have inspired people to live better lives, and she’s helped to create a nice little talk show network (Dr. Phil, Rachel Ray, Dr. Oz, The Doctors etc), but she’s not in touch with real people anymore. Watching the clips in that salute, you could see the change in her over the years. So until the woman brings us world peace, or solves world hunger I don’t want to hear her name on tv. I probably won’t get that.

I’m sorry but talk shows and game shows are only a part of daytime. People tune into the Emmy’s to see the Soap Opera stars. That’s what we wanted, and the one night when we should’ve been able to get it—we didn’t.

The telecast was just a joke. I go to Las Vegas once a year with my boyfriend. Did I really need to see the infomercial for it? That should’ve been on at 2 am when I was watching He-Man off of Netflix instead. 

Yeah, the soaps. So we got a “Salute” to Susan Lucci. For a second I thought it might actually be awesome and then as soon as they got how many times Erica has been married wrong, I knew it was going to be an utter failure.

Then of course we get to the awards, I’m confused how the heck we had three, yes three ties last night. We almost never have ties and then three in one night? Huh? And then I will say I’m still confused how the hell that Britney Allen girl won over Lexi Ainsworth I will never understand that. The high light for me was when Scott Clifton FINALLY won. Best part, he never expected he would, even with everyone having told him he would. I love him, I adore him. I don’t watch The Bold and the Beautiful very often. A girl can only handle the everlasting Taylor/Ridge/Brooke triangle for so long before being bored. And I’m pretty sure Amber is in the exact same storyline she started with when I was back in high school.

If you’ve lasted through this rambling blog, thank you. I guess my point is really that even in a night dedicated to daytime, the soaps get crapped on. Even when we support a genre, it can’t be supported in its own awards show. The evening was nothing more than an insult. Another declaration that Oprah is more important than the soaps.

Ya know what, its kind of like when you’re in a bookstore and you pick up a romance novel or a chick lit book, and the cashier gives you that look cause you’re not buying whoever the hot intellectual is at the moment.

So yeah, all in all, last night was one big cluster of insult.

Next year I’m not watching. Then again it probably won’t air next year so I won’t have to worry about it. The only thing that could get me to watch next year would be REAL tributes to BOTH All My Children and One Life to Live. Separate tributes, they are not the same show. They will leave different legacies. They deserve to be saluted all on their own.