I grew up watching Queen for a Day, where some of the saddest people in America appeared on TV screens for 20 years to tell their heart-wrenching tales of family illness, unemployment, unfortunate circumstances, bad luck and other reasons why they should be determined by the studio audience's applause-meter to be named most in need of shiny new appliances and non-perishable food products.
I felt so badly for those poor women, who not only had to publicly expose their hardships, but...
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