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Reality Television – could there be a more perfect example?  Well, not unless you are over the age of 50 and remember “The Boob Tube.”  Historically speaking, the names have indeed been changed, but no innocents have been protected.  I assume I was asleep or in the middle of a book when the rise of celebrity came from just living.  It is all but a given,  the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse wouldn’t have a chance in Hell without cable access – and yes 60% of America needs a reference for that statement.

Humor and fantasy injected through vacuum tubes was once a nice spice into out lives.  We learned to ask “Where was the Beef?”  “Was Timmy in the well?” and of course did we really listen to Uncle Miltie and go to bed?  News was something serious then and comedy was something to make us laugh.  I find nothing serious or relaxing about United States security being compromised at a State Dinner, an Airline Employee swearing and jumping out of a plan with a beer or a 6 inch high bump hairpiece on a 4 foot tall woman child becoming more recognized than the 13th President of the United States!  And let’s face it, Millard Fillmore had a name worth a 10 – you could dance to it!

Memories, of Walter Cronkite, from black frame glasses on a small screen were reassurance.  That  was news which changed lives and helped us develop our own – it was, put bluntly black and white journalism.  Politically correct had not been established nor had LED pixel screens.

Real news made us wonder and discuss.  Reality television now has become everyone’s Warhol platform to make a fast buck and in all too many cases pass the ammunition.

Was life really so bad before housewives were desperate in demographics and hooking up was done with a crochet needle?  I look at my own children who are now adult women and I can see where they have been affected and not for the good.

Reality is what stands between us and eight solid house of sleep.  It is not what we live or emulate.  Reality is the warmth from a hug, an understanding look that needs no explanation and knowing that if you have more, someone out there needs your help.  Reality is knowing, when God flips the switch someday all your re-runs will have great audience feedback.

Author: Mizlk

Writer, dreamer of dreams - savior of lost toys before the night gets dark. I can be found behind the keys of my computer writing wrongs, which have come to mind. http://www.mzlks.net/ My latest book Stiletto is now on Amazon!

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