Every time I go to the supermarket to provision my pad, I am struck by how ignorant I am of contemporary popular culture. I have not owned a television for two and a half years now, so I don't recognize most of the faces peering out from the covers of People and US magazines. Periodically, I'll click on an item in the Yahoo "Most Frequently Searched" section (Edit: it's called "Trending Now" in the new Yahoo frontpage) in a misguided attempt to stay "current", then immediately regret finding out who, for instance, "Jon and Kate" are.
Oh, I'm in luck- I just checked out "Trending Now" and found something more to my liking.
On the other pop-culture front, I have not set foot in a movie theater in months. Part of me, though, is considering bowing to the hype-machine and watching Avatar on the big screen... if I were to watch the DVD on my laptop, it would look much like a high-tech remake of The Smurfs.
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Avatar's watchable on your laptop, but it's much more likely you won't make it to the end. The spectacle is all there is, and that's better in a theatre.
Avatar's watchable on your laptop, but it's much more likely you won't make it to the end.
I'd keep hoping that Gargamel shows up!
I am the same way. It's great to be free of pop culture, if you ask me!
It's not just the pop culture. I just don't understand WTF people are on about. It's like they read the opening of "Trainspotting" and believe it
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday night. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life ...
People are weird.
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I still have a TV set, because how else am I going to watch my DS9 DVDs? I hardly ever watch anything that's being broadcast, though. I have no idea who the Kardashian family is, frex, and I am pleased to remain ignorant.
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