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| Don't be sad, Ben! Some day you may have a ridiculous reality show of your very own!! Photo from tv.yahoo.com |
It is the sad, sad, MUY sad truth that I have not graced this universe with a blog posting in ONE WHOLE YEAR, and I have approximately 0.0 excuses. Except perhaps that I am now a super incredibly busy and did I perhaps mention INTELLIGENT college student, but that is neither here nor there. Nor anywhere else.
Well, happy 2012, you fine bred folks. My new year's resolution is to floss, what's yours?
I suppose I should bring this back to TV now, because that is the supposed premise of this here well-regarded publication, and god forbid I stray from the premise. So put on your protective eyewear, kids, it's time to get philosophical, Boob Tube style!
I am not in any way, shape or form ashamed to admit that tonight, I joined together with millions of other Americans in watching love in its purist form. And no, I am not referring to porn, you sick twisted perverts, I am referring to that bastion of all things real and natural, The Bachelor. For those of you who have some vestige of dignity left and do not watch the above mentioned reality(ish) programme, this season's hot tamale is Ben somethingorotherhemightbeJewish, a reject from last summer's season of Le Bachelorette. The poor fool proposed on national television, and all he got in return was the classic "You're really interesting!" But now he's back, ready for love, and apparently, over it.
Part of me couldn't believe it. How could he get down on one knee, get emotionally kicked straight in los gonados, and then get up and decide to give it another go? How can Jack Bauer spend several years in a Chinese prison being brutally tortured, and then come back and all he needs is a nice shave and he's a-okay? How can people just forgive and forget? How can they let go so easily?
But another part of me understands. Because sometimes all we need is a fresh start, another chance. And we need our past mistakes to act as a reminder, to tell us DO NOT DO THIS OR YOU WILL END UP HEARTBROKEN ON NATIONAL TELEVISION AND/OR IN A CHINESE PRISON WHERE NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM. Ben gets it, Jack gets it, I'm starting to get it.
The past is always with us, whether in the form of memories or re-runs. We can't hide from it, but we can learn from it. And trust me, I know all about learning. Did I mention that I'm a COLLEGE STUDENT now??
