Saturday, December 31, 2005

Is it just me?

Please explain to me why on New Year's Eve, of all days, do:
the television stations show movies that make you cry
the news shows share stories that make you cry
the radio stations play songs that make you cry

It's 2005. It will be 2006 tomorrow, and ET just did a story on Rock Hudson who has been dead since 1985. They followed this up with a story about the death of Vic Morrow who died in 1982 when filming The Twilight Zone. Certainly no reason to end it there, and so they continue with a story about the life and death of JFK Jr.

Today should be a day for cheer, fun, positive thoughts. It's the end of one year, and the beginning of new year. It's hard enough for me to watch these shows, and I've had a pretty good damn year. Imagine if you are alone, and this has been a truly shitty year. Is this what you need to see right now? Really, now. Who comes up with this shit?

dena at 7:15 PM

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at 9:09 PM sage said...: I don't watch TV much, so don't know about the sad things they're running, but nothing could be sadder than all the crap that's gone on in our country and world this year--from natural disasters to one's some human being played a major role in creating. I'll not name any names in case my computer has been bugged by the NSA! Happy New Year
at 9:53 AM The Mistress of the Dark said...: The year wrap up shows are depressing too. When you think of all the people that died in the last year.

Or worse yet, watching Dick Clark last night. Suddenly the eternal teenager was an old man.

:(

Happy New Year
at 10:13 AM Anonymous said...: i guess they look back on stuff and it's the sad stuff that people remember the most, or first, or something. maybe it's a emotional thing, to look back on what was and could have been, but it's not like you change any of it anyway.
at 1:52 PM Anonymous said...: Sad is the new by-word. I sometimes wonder why happy doesn't sell as well. I mean we all "say" we want to be happy but all the smucks give us is sad. Strange.

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