Now to take this thread back off track:
I saw 5 minutes of that show-it was enough to make me feel like white trash just for viewing it.
Went to a place the other night east of KC, that a friend took me to after listening to music at a blues joint, that was called Whiskey Tango.
Before we left the blues bar, this gal overheard where we were going and said "
Oh boy..." so I mentioned that I'd once heard an older female friend use Whiskey Tango as code for White Trash, but that I knew it as part of the NATO phonetic alphabet (Alpha, Charlie, Foxtrot, etc). She got wide-eyed and said "Yes! Nobody seems to know that's why it's named that!" and that most of the patrons who seem to frequent Whiskey Tango especially seemed to be
completely oblivious of the association, but certainly lived up to it.
Whiskey Tango is a huge cavern of a place and has the typical karaoke and pool tables, but also a mechanical bull, cage/ultimate fighting, bikini/bike contests, and lord knows what else, all back of a huge dirt parking lot.
I actually had fun there, even though it was a very slow night, and was engaged by a few people interested in my wandering America. Watching two guys sing karaoke from the middle of a vast, very empty, dance floor (made it look like they were in the middle of a football field doing some disheartened half-time show for a grade school game) while the three or so dozen patrons around the bar completely ignored them was, well, just odd.
Everyone ought to see it. At least once. I can only imagine what it's like on a busy night with cage-fighting and the works.