Celebrity Deathmatch: Planet Earth the Show vs. Planet Earth the Planet

I am really annoyed at the seemingly universal fawning over that Discovery Channel bitch, Planet Earth. It's as if it were the first nature show ever. It's not! It's not nearly the best. It's not nearly the best on right now. It's merely the first to "capture the public's imagination." Read: be talked about so people know it's herd-approved and therefore cool to watch. Not that I have anything against my hooved herd counterparts. And when I *quoted* that passage, I was really just recalling an imaginary annoying announcer who provoked the argument in my head, not an actual news or information source outside my body. But still. I am provoked, albeit internally!
Does Planet Earth (the show) have giant iguanas diving into trecherous surf, swimming to the bottom to graze on sea greens, then being harassed by sea lions before leaping back to the cliffs before their sun-dependent internal temperature plummets and they die cold and alone? Noooooo. That's National Geographic's Galapagos series, also in HD. Does Planet Earth (the show) tell you how each of Yosemite's giant sequoias (everything's giant on NGC) sucks a TON of water up 300 feet EVERY DAY for 3000 years or more? Nooooo, that's National Geographic's Secret Yosemite. And there's no clever-clever voiceover from Dana Barrett: "There's nothing sadder than when your best isn't good enough." Really? There's nothing about, I don't know, SCIENCE you want to say here? Like how things are going on Planet Earth (the planet)? But no, the saddest thing in nature is this six-plumed bird of paradise not getting laid. He's got six appendages that have no earthly (the planet) use except to attract attention! If he were as hot as TJ Thyne from TV's Bones he still wouldn't get laid! Let him die, Sigourney. Show us something giant already.