Everyone loves Oprah. Housewives, Obama, African school girls. I don't mind conveniently skipping over her show everyday at four p.m., but now she's taking over the Discovery Health Channel which is one of my favorites. Please. The last thing I need is Oprah's Solution to Living a Perfect Life Because Oprah Can Do No Wrong and Her Tastes Are Impeccable and Her Interests Are Sensible and Everyone on Earth Can Relate to Her Because She's Just so Lovable and Influential. I want the shows about gastric bypass surgery. The shows about transgendered individuals. The documentaries about people with mental disorders and physical deformities. I just can't get enough of the human body and all of the highly informative and entertaining programming DHC has produced thus far. Who knows, maybe Oprah can keep the ball rolling, but I have a feeling she'll start polluting even more of the airwaves with her saccharin sweet Rachael Ray-dom. Why does Oprah have to turn everything into this big crusade to save the world? Some of us really don't care about the surefire spinach dip that'll be the life of the party. Some of us really aren't all that concerned with what overpriced, over hyped technological offspring constitutes as one of Oprah's favorite things. Not all of us fantasize about Tom Cruise and Matthew McConaughey and need to be force fed images of the latter's rugged manliness. Some of us like uncensored medical procedures, not rainbows and feel-good books and ten ways to look ten years younger. GEt over yourself, Oprah.