Do you remember the first time your significant other passed gas in front of you? Do you remember the time you were over at you best bud's house and his or her mom and dad got into an argument within your earshot?(or insert your own appropriate personal memory here)Remember how uncomfortable you felt? Not only for yourself but for your friend?How about the first time you passed gas in front of your significant other?
There is a TV show on the A&E channel that makes feel that level of discomfort. It's called "Intervention". My wife has been watching this show and for me it's a real stomach churner. It makes me feel like I just walked in on my sister taking a shower. Or accidentally heard my neighbor making hot monkey love to the missus. The basis for this series is family and friends staging an intervention for a loved with a drug or other addiction. Perhaps I'm getting too sensitive in my old age, but there are times when I can't look at the screen. I feel as though I am watching something that should be very private for all parties involved. Can you imagine one of the participants the next day at work or school? How about church?
I support the rights of someone to broadcast this show, just as I support any body's right to watch this drek. But on the other hand I think this lets me feel how other people might feel about pornography. The only difference is that I just pitch a bitch on my blog about about it and go make myself a sandwich when it's on.
Sign me:
A little more reluctant to give up the remote in Dayton
Emoose out
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