Ironic that a movie satire of tv called The Groove Tube, thrown together in the era of low quality homegrown and monstrous faux wooden tv sets, could so succinctly predict the outpourings of a dithering Orphean tv head 30 years into the future. I can't say for sure if Uranus is one of the corporate monsters crouching Cyrano-like behind Campbell Brown 25's podium feeding her pithy anti unionisms and drecky straw parent ejaculations. With the Kim Jong Unesque levels of secrecy surrounding her backers and scriptwriters - we all know she's an empty headed pretty face made for reading what's in front of her by now, no? - Uranus could very well be the Oz behind her curtain.
Disembodied of her network, her cameras, set and network, the lovely, vacuous Orphean head of Campbell Brown 25 goes on singing her scripted message of bad teacher unions and ill used parents, of abused children and diabolical due process to any and all who will listen. Just a caveat though dear Campbell Brown 25 from the poet Alan Dugan who writes:
Shrined as an oracle, the lovely head
went on with its talking, talking, talking
until the god, the jealous Apollo himself,
came down in a rage and shut it off.