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Spoiler: Jes doesn't like anything
My uncle is going to be a regular on the second season of Intervention: Canada. Now, I didn't even know there was an Intervention: Canada. I've spent plenty of time rolling my eyes at whatever Intervention promos I see on TV, much in the way I roll my eyes at every other sort of real life sensation TV show in existence, like Hoarders or that one about three year-old children who are entered into beauty pageants. This stuff is just sensationalising the very real flaws of equally real people even though the people do presumably agree to be filmed like this, the entire thing makes my stomach turn. Especially for something like real timed interventions for people struggling with genuine addictions, I don't want to see that shit. Closed doors exist for a reason.
(Here is where I deleted a full-blown rant about how much I don't like TV, since a lot of it was just my usual cynicism. So I'll say: I don't like TV. Once you understand that, you understand Jes!)
However, to each their own. I don't have any right to tell other people what to find enjoyment in on TV. I would never make the decision my uncle did, to be a part of something like that, but his reasons are his own and I'm not aware of them. I only hope he's happy and enjoys what he does.
Anyway, you all should continue telling me about your desktop computers while I am gleefully basking in the delusion that one day, I will have money again.
(Here is where I deleted a full-blown rant about how much I don't like TV, since a lot of it was just my usual cynicism. So I'll say: I don't like TV. Once you understand that, you understand Jes!)
However, to each their own. I don't have any right to tell other people what to find enjoyment in on TV. I would never make the decision my uncle did, to be a part of something like that, but his reasons are his own and I'm not aware of them. I only hope he's happy and enjoys what he does.
Anyway, you all should continue telling me about your desktop computers while I am gleefully basking in the delusion that one day, I will have money again.
