Do you, that is--the collective you, ever notice how that which we are fed on TV has to be served with more and more ketchup? First we had Survivor--edge-of-your-seatness, well at least at the end of every episode, kept us coming back, well at least to see the end of every episode. Now reality TV is the backbone of a bucking whale. Even the History channel is trying to crowd itself onto this wagon with too few seats and a fast course for the edge.
Anyway, back to the ketchup thing... graphics, fancy toys, bikinis, lack of bikinis, interfaith marriage, and child profanity. Just the spice of television. But what's the substance? Can't see the forest for the trees kind of thing.. Except, most of the time, I'm just left wondering if there is a forest or just ketchup.
This has been a growing F in my mind for some time now. There it is.
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