My TV media Christmas Poem

T'was the time before Christmas

And all thru the stations

Lots of new faces 

To cover anchor vacations

The bosses were gone and the newsroom was quiet...

They pay us so little, we're all on a diet...

They make us wear jackets 

With company logos

But DON'T ask for more money

Raises are no-gos

The laptops keep grinding, with much news to share..

It's already on phones, so viewers don't care 

Some say that 'human' news writing's outdated...

Cuz AI makes it all automated.

Muir tops the Net news,

But Llamas must try

And Bari's in charge of the bloodshot EYE

Paramount wants to buy it all up,

Netflix hates their big 'interrupt.'

And Trump, we know, surely likes Ellison

Something the Netflix boys won't be relishin'

The linear world keep on screaming

Cuz the young folks only care about streaming.

You Tube's a fave, no doubt about it.

Despite its high price, go on and flout it.

Meanwhile, CNN's failing,

MSNow likely flailing,

The FOXies keep railing

News Nation keeps bailing

So, as corporate closes their books on the year,

They leave the office with plenty of fear.

But they try to relax while riding their limos,

To make sure sales keeps pushing the demos...

Not just selling viewers but social impressions

The sales guys are daily fighting depression

Ratings no longer go thru the roof

Streaming live sports is DVR-proof

More GMs are morphing to regional veeps

News bosses too are making those leaps

But I heard them explain as they took all the cash

Merged jobs often just go in the trash

They plead FCC, oh please raise the cap!

When we get more stations, 

It's a victory lap.

Will the new year bring a news panacea?

Or will viewers just offer a real terse “We'll see ya.”

Elections will certainly bring on more dough

And also the games of the Winter big O.

But as 25 ends, what’s the big, final call?

Is local news better or the typical fall?

We already know the one constant is change...

So try something new, don't stay in your lanes...

But we still hear the bigwigs as they soar out of sight...

We're goin' to keep slicin' till we get it more tight...

So do your best NOW to spread some good cheer...

Make sure the end of TV news isn't near.

                  Merry Christmas!