Now That The Writer’s Strike is Over I Can Start Blogging Again

I don’t want you to think that my lack of blogging lately has anything to do with my own laziness, my complete exhaustion from being out of the house for ten hours a day and then coming home to play for several hours with my 16 month old son or my complete and total lack of anything interesting to write about. No, I want you to blame my complete and total disregard for this blog on my attempts at showing solidarity with the striking Hollywood writers.

I welcome the return of stupidity to our national airwaves.

Okay, sure, so I’m technically not in their writing union.

And it is true that I don’t actually watch any television programs on the web, which is what the writers were all striking over.

Yes, it is true that I think network television shows are generally a vast wasteland of mindless one-liners punctuated with insulting over used jokes and implausible plot lines that only serve to make viewers dumber by the minute. The only force on the planet that can make most of this writing seem as though it was written by Shakespeare himself are the “reality” television shows which try to put regular people into “real life” situations that like being stuck in a house full of strangers or being judged harshly by a British person or being attacked by a bear while jumping over a pit of fire.

But, dammit, I was in solidarity with my fellow writers and supporting them while they were sitting at home in their Californian swimming pools, sipping cocktails and not collecting six figure checks for taking scripts from 1950’s sitcoms, peppering them with Internet and cell phone jokes, and then passing them off as new material. I’m happy that these writers can now go back to their grueling 20 hour work weeks and produce more scripted television that is little more than canned laugh tracks layered over crude and obvious jokes with 5 minute plot lines that are artificially stretched to fill 40 minutes of programming.

Now that the strike is over we can finally all get on with our lives. We can finally stop spending time talking with our families, discovering new hobbies and reading new books. We can finally all sit down, turn off our brains and enjoy watching endless hours of people talking about and doing things on television that we’ll never do because we’re too busy watching them all do it for us.

With the writer’s strike being over I finally feel as though I can write again… as soon as I catch up on a few of these shows.

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