Clint Cantwell/Ginger KaiKai
I was a few weeks away from turning eight and I was obsessed with the show The Weakest Link. The host, Anne Robinson, sent chills down my spine. I was in love with her stern strength and her power. Almost-eight-year-old me thought she was capable of anything. I loved repeating her almost monotone, yet still somehow emotive, catch phrase: “You are the weakest link. GOODBYE.” The only thing missing from the drama of the show was a trapdoor to send the contestant whirling to a literal deep pit of disappointment. (What a missed opportunity on the part of the directors.) I religiously watched this show. But the episode on On October 29th, 2001 was a tad different for me.
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