Almost to the point of exasperation I tried last night to find something worth watching, in my estimation ,on television. Every once in a while I just like to chill out and watch something interesting. My taste in programming is more along the lines of history, literature, music, art, theatre, cooking ,science and comedy. Enjoyable to me are programs that teach me something, remind me of something important ,encourage me to dream and enjoy a fantasy, make me laugh and sometimes make me cry. Anything with a nice dog in the plot and I’m quite happy.
Instead of getting a steady fare of programming that appeals to me the offerings are a huge boatload of violent, shallow, absurd and dysfunctional stupidity. To be fair I don’t think it has been too much different in the past. I was just too busy, polite and wet behind the ears to notice.
With all the talent, skill and creativity out there in television land one would assume there would be more quality programs. It is provoking enough to inspire this opinion piece and oddly enough, I’m the last one usually to rant. Can you tell that I am approaching my sixtieth birthday?
Books have been my go to entertainment when the television blinks rubbish. Sometimes the books are not what they seem but at least they give my intelligence the benefit of an exercise. The joy of reading something worthwhile relaxes and inspires. In my own mind, I can stage the setting and characters to suit the plot and decide if I will see it through to the conclusion, or not.
Of course, there are always films. Don’t start me up on films.
Documentaries, I like.
Sorry ,I’m Canadian and getting older.