Crazy! That’s how I feel today. Off kilter, aswirl in a sea of nonsense and cat fur. My allergies are not so much acting up as throwing a violent tantrum. My best guess is it’s the ten cats I’m currently housing and the fact that I’m allergic to cats. Before anyone says anything (mom I see you typing!) yes I am aware of my own insanity and I choose to live this way regardless. I’m not complaining, I’m just venting. Even I get to vent you know.

The other thing bumming me out is TV. I like TV. When I was a kid TV was pretty much my only friend unless you count George my talking teddy bear inhabited by a ghost but almost no one does so there you go. As friends go TV has generally been loyal to me. Once in a while it doesn’t work or the cable is out or the stupid president interupts my show for some nonsense but otherwise TV and I were on good terms. But lately I’ve felt TV slipping away like a one night stand the morning after. Everytime a new show comes out that I actually like it gets canceled. I am fully aware that 90% of the viewing public is clinically retarded and can only stomache such vapid and talentless shows as “Who wants to marry a gay albino midget” and so called comedies that are really nothing but a half hour of tasteless racial and sexual stereotypes complemented by bodily emissions. But what about the 10% of us who actually think? What about those of us who don’t want to be hand fed the same recycled bullshit, who want to be moved to think and feel and Goddess forbid come to our own conclusions?

And I’m not a snob. I like a wide genre of shows. I like mysteries and crime dramas, I like half hour comedies and hour long horror shows. I like nerdy scifi flicks, real news programs, edgy animated cartoons and I even like a select few reality shows. But it seems to me the only shows that survive are the ones that pander to the lowest common denominator. I imagine these viewers retain thier primordial brow rigde and bash thier dinner against a rock before eating it raw. I am so disgusted with TV I swear I’m going to find a new best friend and I’m taking back my friendship bracelet.

There is no place, in american television, for the thinking man or woman. We are a dying breed. Someday in the future they’ll dig our bones up and speculate on why our craniums are so much bigger than those who came after us and why we are clutching crushed TV remotes in our hands. It is a sad day for brain cells and TV lovers and we wave the white flag at ignorance and trash. You win. Comence the stupification.

Good luck and blessings, Prana

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