Readers,
I think we have cause for concern. Last night I was watching TV and settled on a HBO movie. The movie was already in full swing, but I decided to stick with it. Why, you ask? Well the scene I stumbled upon had the two distant lovers meeting in a field of flowers and green grass. The wind was blowing through our heroine's hair, and her lover stood before her staring deeply in her eyes. (Crescendo of romantic music in the background)Before you knew it, they embraced and passionately kissed. I am a sap and love a good romantic movie. I was loving it!
Why the cause for concern, you ask? Upon seeing this kiss I begin to cry. Not just a single watery eye, no. I had tears falling down my face. Here is the kicker: the credits started rolling right after this kiss. Yes, I had caught the last minute of a movie, and somehow, I became crying buffoon. I had no idea the title of this movie or even who the actors were. Who does this? It is not like I am getting over some ridiculously intense relationship, and this kiss threw me in an emotional tailspin of regret and depression. I got so involved after the last minute of this movie that I got online to figure out what movie I was watching. When I found it, I ordered it off iTunes. A normal human being would realize that HBO would replay this gem, but I am no ordinary person.
I finally got myself together to flip the channel to, no shock here, the reality show --More to Love. This is a show about a man who likes dating "bigger" women. It should be noted that he does not like big women because he has narrowed down the field to a personal trainer and three other skinny women. I say skinny because, unlike FOX, I refuse to say that a size 8 is big.
Shortly after watching the bachelor dump 2 unsuspecting women, I found myself getting a bit emotional again. I got so fired up that I went on the FOX website and joined the More to Love chat room and posted a mean comment about the bachelor. Again I ask, WHO DOES THAT? I have no connection to these people and never will. But for some reason I felt that my feelings should be heard. NO THEY SHOULDN'T!! It was then I realized I need someone by my side at all times to punch me in the face when I think about doing stupid things like this.
As seen in previous posts, I love bad reality TV and CW teen dramas. This coupled with last night's events, made me realize that I am the target audience of Network Execs. I am the personality they prey on and hope will get hooked on their morally questionable shows. But it stops here. Last night showed me that I have to move on and start being an adult. So from now on, I will stick to Law &Order and Wolf Blitzer's The Situation Room. I may have to sneak in a Dancing With the Stars every now and then. You can't expect me to quit cold turkey!
Finger crossed that I will soon be able to hold conversations about the state of world peace rather than whether or not Kris Allen should have won American Idol.
Taubel--OUT!
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