In an effort to blog more frequently I’ve decided to try and devote special days to particular topics. I’m usually not a huge fan of rhyming blog memes, but Telly Thursday sounds cute and Thursday is a great night for television in my world (The Vampire Diaries, 30 Rock, Community, Parks and Recreation, Jersey Shore etc).
This inaugural Telly Thursday is being devoted to guilty pleasure television, specifically New Jersey related television and my family’s unabashed love for this special brand of trash-TV.
Last night when I came home from work I found my husband in the kitchen making dinner (atta boy!) and watching TV. The first thing he said to me after I stepped in the door was “Don’t shut off my stories.” I stopped taking off my shoes, looked over at our TV and saw in pristine high definition a busy salon staffed by what appeared to be orange skinned prostitutes. Ah, of course, he’s watching The Style Network’s Jerseylicious.
Now before you start judging my husband, let me tell you he’s a total badass veteran of the U.S. Army, served two tours in Iraq, works his butt off at school/work all while dealing with me as his life partner. The man is amazing. So amazing that I couldn’t help but smile, sit down and turn up the volume so he could enjoy his stories.
You see in our household pointless reality shows set in Jersey are considered primetime television. I can’t justify our love of Jersey-set reality shows by expounding intellectual theories on how they’re a commentary on modern society or how TV trends come and go and this one too shall fade. I can only explain shows like these one way “It is what it is.” It’s dumb, loud and very low-brow and I’m totally OK with it!
Does watching The Situation flash his abs to a gaggle of women at KARMA nightclub lower our intellect? Maybe. If anything I’d argue it increases my life span because laughing at all the ridculousness relieves stress from my day. I could very well owe the kids of the Shore and the hot messes over at Gatsby Salaon in Green Brook, NJ a thank you.
I may re-evaluate my love of these shows once I start having children and fearing for the youth, but I doubt it. When I was younger I’d stay up late to watch Married With Children even though my mom objected and would catch Jerry Springer at 4pm after school. The point I’m getting at is I turned out well adjusted and never once attempted to marry my meth dealing cousin. We all have our guilty pleasures and I’m embracing mine. For every show as groundbreaking as The Wire or Lost a Jersey Shore is born. Chalk it up to the universe balancing itself out.
So dear readers, what are your guilty TV pleasures? If you’re brave enough to admit them…