Scare-spiration
I don't know if you've noticed, but a new genre of TV has become very popular and I have to tell you it has me in it's grip. The formula goes like this, take a real person with a real mental defect and present the effects of this defect to the world. Now, I don't record or watch all of these shows, but they worm into my mind. They add a lens to everything.
I guess my first experience with this model was Intervention. For the uninitiated it is an A & E show focusing in on an addict and their friends and family. Now, drugs and alcohol are not my vice, so would think you could watch this untouched. But no, you watch some poor kid dying to chug cough medicine and next thing you know you are eyeing the bottle of NyQuil with distrust. I know it, I'm going to get hooked. It also makes you a sudden expert, in the supermarket you see a thin woman with a little acne and you think, get off the smack. The whole world begins to take on shades of addiction.
This show leads to the shows like Obsessed and Hoarders. Now, these shows mess me up. I'm in the bathroom saying to myself, wash my hands only once, don't want to be obsessed, only once, wash them only once. Crap, I'm obsessed with watching them only once. Got to get away from the sink. Next I find the junk drawer. Noooo..... That's how it starts. You start saving stuff you don't need in a junk drawer and pretty soon your finding dead cats underneath 20 pounds of fingernail clippings.
Sometimes they don't make a complete show, they just do a documentary. I see Story of a 900 lbs woman and next think I know I'm shouting, "No you can't have McDonalds, do you want to die when you are twenty?". I'm thinking to myself, I'm pretty sure I could live on veggie shakes for a few weeks.
I'd write more, but I just noticed the pictures in the wall of my office are a little too straight and I don't want to be OCD, so I'm going to fix them.
3 Comments:
oh man......you are too funny! Love you babe!
This one really made me laugh. When my grandmother died, we found stockpiles of canned pineapple in the basement, bottles of codeine cough syrup with expiration dates decades old, and wads of forgotten cash in unlikely places (one lucky auction attendee found $1200 underneath the wrappers of the yarn skeins she bought. We know this because she brought the money back!). I thought this was "hoarding" until I saw the show, and now I realize it's just the remnants of the Depression-era "don't-throw-it-out-we-may-need-it-later" mentality. Unfortunately, there was no cash in the yarn skeins I ended up with!
I see myself in some of them, but I say" Why worry my kids will have to deal with it."
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