Wednesday, September 30, 2015

3AM - Cas Young

Growing up with the television, it's a part of my daily routine. Last night my entire family and I gathered around the TV and bickered about the Voice- it's a modern-day family game night except instead of guessing who killed who in what room with what weapon, we're guessing whether or not this particular contestant will choose Team Pharrell.
Because of all the work I have to do, I honestly don't have a lot of time for watching TV, but when I do, it's usually two in the morning and I'm alone in my room sobbing because good lord, I really don't know how this reporter will expose the corruption of the news network and salvage his relationship with his love interest... Honestly, I've cried more than I'd like to admit over TV shows.
That's another reason why I like TV, it lets me escape from a world of school and work, if only for a little while. I like getting really invested in the stories and I like getting all emotional over my favourite character- it allows a certain amount of connection you might not get with books. Books, in addition to taking longer, leave a lot of room for interpretation. Television gives it to you straight up, showing you exactly how things went down, and probably making you unreasonably frustrated, unreasonably upset, or unreasonably giggly.
I think with the amount of young kids watching TV today, we have to be careful with what we put on the air as well as what we watch. Kids are so malleable and so suggestible, I'm constantly monitoring what they watch making sure it's appropriate. I'm afraid if I let Ella watch too much Secret Life of the American Teenager, she'll adopt the personality of the characters, and if she turns any more into them I think I might just die.
I really don't think TV is a bad thing- it's a great bonding opportunity, but it's also important that we watch what we watch. There are some not-so-favorable ideals that some writers or producers might try to push, especially upon young viewers, and it's our job as the older siblings and the cool friend to help weed out the crabgrass in-between all the daisies.

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