I
have been busy at work. The consequence of which is that by the end of the day
I am shattered and just want to go home and blob in front of the television and
absolutely not go near a computer, or a stove, or a gym, or other people. But this
won’t do. If I sound like I am repeating myself that is because I am. The story
of my life is my inner battle with my personal addiction to Bad Television.
And
when I say ”bad television” I really am not exaggerating. In my favour I do not
watch reality TV …. much. I can be tempted by Fashion Police (yes seriously I
am that sad) although in the past few months I have stopped watching. Joan Rivers’
biting wit is becoming a bit gnawed and her jokes quite racist. I used to think
she was utterly inappropriate across the board so I rather admired her poking
fun at everyone in the most politically incorrect way, but not anymore. I have
to keep in mind, in all fairness, that she is in the world of celebrity gossip not satirical
social or political comment. Joan Rivers has kept it funny and irrelevantly
irreverent for so very long, but the dame is done now I think. I also liked
watching the fashion, so much better than looking at the cat walk shows on
Fashion TV. Digging a hole here aren’t I?
Talking
of which, I nearly fell into that deep dark hole of reality TV cookery shows.
Thank the gods I managed to claw my way out of that before I got utterly
hooked. Watching Master Chef is an exercise that leaves you feeling miserably
useless in the kitchen and emotionally involved in the chefs. Seriously, all
they are doing is cooking. Albeit cooking better than I ever will. But still there are no demons to be vanquished no crimes to be solved and yet you get so hooked..... addiction...... hummmmm.
I
am so glad I don’t watch sports. Can you imagine? I would be a nervous wreck. I
do try and watch the occasional rugby game with Bryan. Why do men like company
when they watch sport on TV? I even try and show an interest in what is going on but once I have checked
out who looks good, who needs a hair-cut, a shave, a bit of love ( some of
those players look so cross) and sussed out the fashion statement worthiness of
the teams kit I pretty much lose interest. And there is no
point in trying to follow what is going on because then you have to concentrate
on the game and that involves listening to the commentators and then I just
fall apart. I know my English is not great. But lord give me strength, Rugby Commentators
are a wonder in ridiculousness. They sound so bloody serious while they say the
dumbest things. I have to leave. I simply cannot listen to that level of stupid
unless it is in a teenage fantasy vampire TV series…….
I watch Grimm, Chicago Fire, Once Upon a Time, Sleepy Hollow, Night shift, Twisted (sinking really low when you are watching TV shows targeted at 15 year old girls) I could go on and on and upset you all forever. So I will. I watch Defiance – It started again last night. YAY. Game of Thrones. I am get sucked into every Fantasy, Vampire, Science Fiction TV show that airs. Every clique in what passes for a “family life” on prime time TV has me sucked in. Depth of character? No thank-you. Murder and mayhem in New York or Las Vegas count me in. Burrowing into Criminals Minds of course I will be there.
"How shall we relax tonight? Autopsy, biopsy or just plain homicide?" |
What I do not watch is the NEWS which is surprising because all the news channels available are pretty bloody dreadful. Let us not even start on FOX..... And, as I have demonstrated, I do like rubbish. Actually I would go so far as to say that it is the fault of seriously bad TV news that I am an addict in the first place. If the news was of a higher calibre I am sure I would watch that and be “informed”. I find out something newsworthy has happened about a week after it is old news, which is not a bad thing. Once you have gotten over the Bullshit news that is 30 seconds new you might get a better picture of what is going on. I HATE BREAKING NEWS. It has stripped the journalism profession of its integrity.
Then we come to documentaries. These I watch rarely and when I do it is usually because they have won some award. I treat them in the same way that I treat Indie movies. As a special treat that you have every now and then when you are really, really, in the mood. NEVER, ever, as something to do after has a hard day of mindless work. OO, OO, light bulb moment! Maybe if I had a job that was more intellectually challenging I would not feel brain dead by the end of the day and would not watch “Zombiefing” TV all night.
What I should do. |
I do occasionally watch TV with the other members of our household and when I do that I dip into “The Colbert Report” and“The Daily show with Jon Stewart” and of course now that John Oliver “Last Week Tonight” has his own show we watch that, the temptations never end. I listen to Real Time with Bill Maher on Bryan's i-pad but sometime he irritates me a bit – Bill Maher ,not Bryan, well he irritates me too sometimes when I don’t get my way all the time, but that is another matter altogether. Bill Maher just won’t let go of an issue, you know...
Anyway what brought on this rant is that the Emmy’s have come and gone and apart from the last batch of shows (which are on my sharing list of viewing) and Game of Thrones nothing I watch got mention. NOTHING. That says it all really.
I am beyond pathetic. I am a low life couch potato whose soul is being turned to mush by a flickering screen.
2 comments:
And just how many commercial breaks did it take to find the cartoon of you with your crochet basket?
Good Lord Frances your attention to detail is scary. i did not even notice but how very apt!
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