Let me start by admitting my own guilt, so that I can hate on everyone else without feeling too bad. Our television is on for hours each day. Most of the time, it's either tuned to a kiddie show for 6 y.o., or ESPN for Husband. After the kids go to bed, Husband and I watch our shows, and they are, with a few exceptions, strictly for entertainment. We don't watch many documentaries, or a lot of news shows, but we don't watch many reality shows, either. We do tend to stick to shows that are, at the very least, thought and discussion provoking, rather than those that only leave us asking ourselves if so-and-so should have been voted off. Many years ago, I did cast votes for the winner of Dancing With the Stars.
|It was like his dancing shoes were filled with magical rainbows and shooting stars.|
I have never seen a Real Housewives episode- not even one. I've never watched a single episode of Jersey Shore, Dance Moms, Toddlers and Tiaras, or anything with Redneck, Keeping Up With, or Honey Boo-Boo in the title. I do have the gist of the horror of all of those shows, though, from watching Joel McHale poke fun at them on The Soup.
make fun of it. I really don't want to start seeing ads for any of the shows about the family whose last name starts with 'K' and rhymes with 'sickeninglystupidlargebottomednarcissisticthoroughlydisgustingandnotevengoodlookingshian'. The video clip was from the actual show that follows these idiots, which actually aired on television, which people actually watched, and during which a lot of money was made. Two of the Kbarfian sisters were talking about the smell of their respective private parts, and they then made a bet as to whose smelled better. In order to settle the bet, they each wiped their lady part on a linen napkin and then had their third sister smell both napkins and vote for which one smelled the best. As disgusting as the conversation, bet, and settlement of the matter were, I am not really upset about the occurrence of these events. I am upset that the Kmorallybankruptian family makes approximately $65 million a year, and this is their job. I am upset that 4 million Americans, on average, tune in to watch as they whine, shop, eat, drink, fight, yell, wipe and smell their way through life.
|I'll let you decide whether I googled "K.K.'s vagina" or "disgusting skin diseases" to find this image.|
Let's stop this. Let's agree to make our ignorance purposeful, and ignore the people and things we all know we should hate, while paying attention to things that are important. Child poverty, gun violence, mental illness, suicide, AIDS, world hunger--but it isn't just terrible, tragic things that need our attention. Our kids need to be played with. Sunshine needs to warm our skin. Backyards need exploring. Friends need a phone call, a laugh, to know they're being thought of. Cookies need to be baked. Running shoes need to hit the pavement. Old ladies need doors held open for them. Smiles need to be shared with strangers. Closets need to be cleaned out. Books need to be read. Gardens need to be planted. Spouses need a good, long kiss on the lips. Letters need to be written. Local government officials need to hear ideas and opinions from community members. Volunteers are needed. Laundry needs to be folded. Floors need to be vacuumed. Okay, now I'm just sharing my to-do list, but you get the idea, right? If we all stop watching the garbage that's on television, they'll have to stop showing it. For real! It's going to take all of us, though. Eventually, maybe the maid who had to launder the smelly linen napkins for the entitled, shallow, selfish individuals for whom she works will have to be fired because they can't afford to pay her anymore. Maybe they'll have to drive themselves around and downsize to a closet that is the size of a bedroom instead of a whole house. Wouldn't it be nice if we lived in a country whose people admired accomplishment and intellect over shocking scandal and manufactured beauty? Can you imagine if the faces on the tabloids and magazines were actual heroes and villains of our time? What if our teenagers knew world history instead of the dating history of models and sports stars? My goodness, my heart is pounding as I think about all the possibilities! I'm going to do it. I'm going to set my mind on things that matter, and set my DVR to record shows that are not going to turn my brain to mush. You should, too.
Have you ever seen anything worse on television than what I described?
Are you with me in my purposeful ignorance scheme?