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Reality shows gain popularityPosted Tuesday, January 31, 2012, at 11:14 AM
As a rule I am not wild about reality TV shows, but occasionally I catch myself watching "Storage Wars." Sometimes the bidder takes a gamble on what might be under the cover in the storage buildings and comes out with a great prize. I can't turn the channel until I see what is uncovered.
I would not want to base my living and eating habits on what I might purchase in a left-behind storage bin. I am pretty sure I am the person who would end up with empty boxes for a high price.
Of course then the bidders in the Storage Wars have to throw in the banter and insults to each other as they are bidding. (Reminding me of some of the presidential debates I have watched.)
In the Storage War, fights and arguments have to be dealt with. I can see leaving junk behind, but I cannot understand how people can just forget about some of the items found in storage.
Then there is the wife swap. I don't watch the program, but when I am turning channels I will stop for a moment and that one never ceases to amaze me. I can't imagine anyone wanting to get on national television in such a manner.
My husband, Dale, is a big fan of the reality cop shows where they are chasing offenders, locking them up in Las Vegas, and giving us a look into the day of a police officer serving in a big city.
When I look up from the book I am reading, I just shake my head and wonder why anyone would act in such a way. They get apprehended, taken to booking with police officers everywhere and then they want to fight. They always end up strapped in the chair in a room all alone.
We only have one television in my house. We have never had televisions in every room.
I have to admit I sometimes complain about the shows Dale likes to watch. My friends advise me to get a television for my bedroom.
I don't want to be in the bedroom by myself watching television.
My sister cannot sleep unless she has a television on all night long. Okay, she has to have one in her bedroom, but it is not for me. Dale worked nights for many years and I had complete control of the remote and his recliner in the evenings, giving me a sense of great power. I enjoyed watching old movies. I never had to see anyone get shot, fall off a horse, or do "mission impossible" stunts.
I like to watch game shows, including Wheel of Fortune, Who Wants to be a Millionaire, or Cash Cab. I like cooking shows okay, and Dancing with the Stars during that season, but I do not like to watch the Bachelor or the Bachelorette. There is just too much drama going on. I have not gotten into the repossession reality shows or the bounty hunters.
I respect that it takes all kinds of shows to please everyone. Just because I don't like it does not mean it should not be on the air or it is not good. Everyone has their own likes and dislikes.
The grandkids got Dale a DVD series of the original black and white Lone Ranger episodes for Christmas. A couple of weeks ago he started watching the Lone Ranger, one episode after another.
It brought back a lot of memories, but what amazed me was the Lone Ranger never got dirty and he never shot anyone unless it was just to knock their gun out of their hand. He never lost his hat and no one ever figured out who the masked man on the white horse was. There was no blood, no bad language, and good always prevailed.
I can't fault Dale for liking the Lone Ranger or the Three Stooges. I could sit and watch shows like Little House on the Prairie all day. I love the Ingalls family. As a teenager in the 1960s I hated to miss Peyton Place. It was like one of the first primetime soap operas. I liked Dallas and the mini-series from time to time, like Rich Man, Poor Man.
Television has come a long way in the last 50 years. Color and special effects have changed our viewing world. There is nothing left to the imagination today -- we get to see it all as it happens. Sometimes it is a little too real for my tastes.
Revis Blaylock has been on staff with the Manila Town Crier for over 35 years. She has enjoyed making friends in all the areas that the Town Crier covers. This blog contains her general ramblings about events throughout Buffalo Island. She welcomes your comments and ideas for future stories.