Condescension is an ephemeral concept; it exists only as an idea. You cannot see it, feel it, touch it or taste it.
Not unless you are watching “The Thing About Pam,” a new NBC miniseries about Pamela Hupp. Here is a show that drips in condescension, it swims in condescension, it showers in condescension.
Its whole moist purpose appears to be to make the viewer feel smugly superior to the people of Lincoln County, Missouri.
