July 4, 2011
I have to admit I am huge mark for that show. Even though there are only a dozen or so episodes, and MSNBC runs them into the ground, not a Sunday night comes that I am not watching. It is the biggest freak show on TV, not counting that ugly bald chick that lost on The Voice. I’ve seen every pervert scores of times, like the guy they ran into twice and pestered outside of a McDonald’s, and Chris Hansen’s biggest fan, who knew him from Opie and Anthony.
For my money, the most awful guy ever on the show is the host of Dateline, Stone Phillips. He had zero to do with the investigation but introduced every To Catch a Predator with “we did” this and “we caught” that when all he had to do with the program was to show up at the studio and record his introduction! What a pompous load.
I am going on the assumption that you are familiar with the show, but if you are not, here it is in a nutshell. They use online decoys acting as underage kids to lure pedophiles to a house where they are arrested, but not before Chris Hansen, the tall and slightly stiff reporter, reads their chat logs at them and humiliates them. And of course, he coined the phrase that has struck fear into the hearts of perverts everywhere and inspired a bazillion jokes, “I’m Chris Hansen.”
To Catch a Predator has had its share of controversy, like persistent charges of entrapment, but lately it’s been Chris Hansen who has been making some headlines.
I’m not about to get on him for having an affair. That’s not the funny part. The “hoist with his own petard” part is the funny part. If anybody should be aware of hidden cameras, it’s this guy.
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