I just got home from having dinner; I like to go out for dinner on Sunday night--the end of my week. I flipped on the TV, having no idea what channel it would be.
I'm checking things on my laptop while something comes on the TV. I look up, listening, watching with disbelief...what is this?
I mash the clicker so it tells me what channel and show it is. "Desperate Housewives." Mmm-hmm. Never watch it. Not starting tonight. Explains everything.
Changed channel to some mindless but not overly offensive, silly movie: "Day After Tomorrow." Any port in a storm. Maybe I'll find a football game?
"Desperate Housewives." Our culture is insane. Sad. We used to have a culture. It's almost 1o pm on Sunday. Too late to dwell on it. Our Catholic schools need to inculcate our next generation in the culture we used to have. Parents? Teach your children well.
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Sadly, many of the parents of our Catholic kids are watching that garbage and see no problem with it. It's time to start evangelizing both the parents and the kids.
Puritans had the same opinion about Shakespeare.
Society gets more and more liberal until something happens and the pendulum swings the other way.
The ROARING TWENTIES gave way to the THIRTIES. which led into the war years and back to the conservatism of the 50's to the liberality of the 60 and 70 and 80 and 90...
I think the pendulum is stuck. Any one know how to fix a clock
hmmpf...
So, Desperate Housewives is to Shakepseare as Fr. Fox is to the Puritans.
I'm not sure I agree with the analogy.
Just because the Puritans held the same opinion about Shakespeare doesn't make Desperate Housewives any better.
As I recall, Shakespeare did indeed have some rather bawdy moments. There was a certain balance, though...he was an artist who was true to his art. "Desperate Housewives" (and countless other offerings of ye olde idiote boxe) just panders to the lowest common denominator, as revealed by marketing reports. Sex sells, and scandal is a delight, so "Desperate Housewives" lives for another season.
We watched football. And muted the commercials.
When unwittingly turned on "Desperate Housewives," it wasn't anything bawdy that caught my eye. It was a very weird interaction between some people around the table. It wasn't funny. It wasn't very human.
It was an instance of something I notice a lot on television, where folks are treating each other so terribly. And, apart from someone thinking it might be funny, I wonder where it comes from. Do people actually live like that?
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