Plus, this thing isn't even that good. There are lots of enjoyable shows on television. But are these shows any more enjoyable than any of the other leisure activities in which we partake. (Like, SLEEP? Eating chocolate cake?!) I say no. Not enjoyable enough to focus our non-work time on squeezing in another hour of TV. As Stelter points out, it can take the entire week to get up to speed on Sunday night. "By Thursday, she still hadn’t caught up with Mad Men," he wrote, speaking of TV fan Kelly Foster.That's an entire week of free time, which could be spent running errands, doing yoga, or just not staring at a screen, which many of us do all day already.
Further, this TV deluge isn't great in the health and public wellness department. Remember all that fear of television rotting our brains and eyes and ruining America and literally killing us? Again, moderate!
Did I mention this is a good thing? "I think the current crop of shows on Sunday night is the biggest glut of great TV that I can remember," said radio host Gary Lee Webster recently, notes Stelter. There's probably a hashtag out there for this type of complaining, right? #FirstWorldProblems? #SpoiledPeopleProblems? #AmericanProblems? #21stCenturyProblems? I don't know. But, it falls under that category of annoying. American media now includes quality programming. Rejoice and stop trying so hard to keep up with the zeitgeist.
Before you judge me, here is what my Sunday night television schedule more or less looks like:
7:00 p.m. 60 Minutes (don't care if it's a rerun, probably skipping over Bob Simon segments even though they're cute and involve a hippo or elephant or something that would normally capture my attention if it weren't Bob Simon narrating and asking cheesy questions).
8:03 p.m. Flip on the DVR to figure out if Don't Trust The B is as good as Happy Endings; make faces while ignoring the Amazing Race.
8:13 p.m. Give up on Don't Trust The B; try to keep up with Scandal and its fast talking (faster than Gilmore Girls) and fully acknowledge that Kerry Washington has the best sour face on television right now (yes, this includes contestants from Rupaul's Drag Race).
8:47 p.m. Get anxious for Good Wife; hope Scandal finishes fast.
9:00 p.m. Good Wife, with commercials (muted), because commercials give my roommate and me the chance to discuss how much we love Eli Gold, whether or not Will is supposed to be sexy, and when did Grams from Dawson's Creek get so mean? Game of Thrones begins recording.
10:00 p.m. Game of Thrones cued up, Mad Men starts recording.
10:30 p.m. Comment and giggle about gratuitous and wildly unnecessary nude scene in Thrones; hope something bad didn't happen to Joan (she's been through so much in the past week); start recording Girls; feel sad I will be missing Super Mario or whatever his name is on Shahs of Sunset.