Remember Bravo?

I was watching an advertisement for The Real Housewives of NJ and thought back to when Bravo was the thinking-person's channel. It even advertised that it was for a more intelligent audience -- showcasing movies and shows that had some art and weight to them. It used to show movies, like Heavenly Creatures, or the Les Mis 20h Anniversary Special, that were aimed at our minds. Now it's just the Real Housewives of wherever, showcasing blithering, self-absorbed idiots who we the people seem to love.

And A&E too. Remember Mr. Darcy? It's not as bad as Bravo, but it's seen it's decline as well. "Intervention" is sensationalism disguised as serious journalism. And how many murder mystery shows can guy guy Bill whatever host anyway?

Then TLC and my beloved John & Kate Plus 8. I thought I was above the crowd because this was the only reality show I watched. It was a show about trying to raise a family in unusual circumstances. Sure, that Kate is a bitch, but it was -- for a time -- real. Now it seems that they are all money and fame obsessed (Kate is, at least) that it's destroying their family. Time for them to turn off the cameras and turn their attention back to their kids. I don't think this is good for my little Aiden. And somebody get that Mady into therapy ASAP. She had issues before.

We're a nation that celebrates assholes -- that why all these shows are so successful. These are people who represent the worst of us -- maybe elevating them makes us all look better. We're snobs, and these shows just justify our arrogance. So, your middle manager in a large financial services corp. who will never reach the top because you are surrounded by colossal ass-kissers who will tramble their way over you to get to the top (when did this start being about me??) and watching some skanky hoe-ish type make the lowest of low battle for her love makes you feel better.

This is also why Wilco will never be on the cover of Rolling Stone. Like Bravo, A&E, and TLC, Rolling Stone has lost its focus. The cover sells and -- while many in the know consider Wilco to be America's greatest band -- they don't play em on the radio; therefore, they do not sell covers.

I rant, but I do not have a solution. Unfortuanately, it's the way of the world. I wish we could shine the light back on creativity, innovation, and talent -- but I am greatly outnumbered. I'm getting used to it, I'm always the odd gal out.

Anywho -- I know I was going to write about my stalker-like tendancies, this was just on my mind. Next time!

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R.I.P Jay Bennett -- wasn't the biggest fan, but grateful what you did for Wilco. I hope you find peace.