Time for this “Guest” to go…
In the 1950’s, most American homes allowed a guest to lodge in their home; even welcomed him. He was kind of “husky”, but he went to bed at a decent hour, wasn’t “sassy”, and told the truth. He respected God, and fathers, was not profane, or even used innuendo or double entendres. But he changed.
Slowly, slowly, like the analogy of the frog in the boiling pot, things crept in. He kept pushing the boundaries just a little more, all the while thinking you wouldn’t notice. A “d” word here and there, or maybe a H-E-double-toothpicks, no one seemed to mind.
Clothing became more scanty until the guest was A.O.K. with no clothes on at all whether WE were O.K. with that or not. The “d” word was now passe by this point, so he started using the “s” word, and even the nuclear “F bomb”. By then pretty much everyone said “meh”.
Over the years his behavior took on more and more shocking facets, because we had slowly become accustomed to him, and dare say even loved and NEEDED him at this point. How could we not? He was always there, comforted us when we were lonely, even entertaining the kids for us if we needed a moment to ourselves.
He did take off some weight and trim down, but he bred, so that we often had two or three of him in our home, and now HE calls the shots, HE fill our minds, and we just can’t imagine life without him. His name is Television or T.V. for short.
I think the part of media that romanticizes criminal behavior, things that a person will say against women, profanity, being gangster, having multiple children with multiple men and women and not wanting to is prevalent. When you look at the majority of shows on television they placate that kind of behavior.~Bill Cosby
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