I admit it. I will be the first to admit it here, on my new blog home. I find myself caught, glued, stuck, inexorably paralyzed in front of the TV, watching the latest train wreck of a program unfold. And it's happened more than once, on more than one occasion. There are so many TV shows out there, and so many channels to surf, it's impossible to miss at least one really trashy or tragic show. I am not proud of it, but it happens to the best of us. Right? Right?!
Have you ever sat there, immobilized and astounded, wishing someone else was witness to the events unfolding on the TV screen? But then you realize, "Maybe I would be embarrassed if someone knew I was watching this crap on TV?" Who among us hasn't been compelled to watch several segments of Maury to discover which man is the real baby daddy?
Did you ever notice the tide of emotions you experience? First, shock and awe, you are frozen and can't turn away from the spectacle. As you settle in, do you find that you start to feel pretty damn good about your own life? Next, you become the most critical person on the face of the Earth. You can simultaneously also experience outrage, empathy, disbelief and sometimes, pure, unscripted comedy. I usually feel all those things, but at some point, I regain my sensibility and am ashamed I wasted my time watching the spectacle. Fortunate for me, DVR came along and washed away a lot of my perceived TV sins.
What's your guilty pleasure?
I have to share something I saw a few weeks ago. "Oops, " has got to be the biggest understatement made in the history of TV. Thanks to Chris Hansen and Dateline NBC, To Catch A Predator, for this segment. I am glad there are people out there like Perverted Justice. I think it is the scariest thing I have ever seen.
P.S. Before anyone decides to judge me, I have NEVER watched an episode about the Gosselins. I do have some standards.
