Jack Does Things A Lady Would Do
I watched Will & Grace on channel four last night. For me, it should be the end of television, but it clings to me like a fin-de-siecle parisian whore monkey. I often get the urge to be done with television altogether. It always fills me with a sense of naseau when all my workmates can ask in the morning is: "did you watch anything good on telly last night?". I know that makes me an intellectual snob, but that's what you get when you're surrounded by morons.
OK, a little harsh.
Like Bill Hicks, I believe that television programming is designed to mesmerise the audience, to enchant it, to prevent it from asking questions and to reinforce its prejudices; and that's why I want rid of it. However, I still find myself paying a license fee for the occasional time I see something worthwhile come along. Especially if it involves hilarious gay stereotypes.