I am a big fan of all the shows on television wherein people are helped to purge their junk and clean up their space.
My favorite is "Clean Sweep." The Clean Sweep team goes into a home and helps the residents purge two rooms of junk while they beautify the living space.
Most people are inordinately attached to their junk. Wasn't it George Carlin who said we have to keep moving into bigger homes to make room for all the stuff we have?
In tonight's episode (yes, it was a rerun. I sometimes watch them more than once. And I'm not ashamed to admit that.) the woman of the house would not part with her grandfather's sweatpants. She wanted to keep them as a memento and actually got teary at the thought of getting rid of them.
Her grandfather's sweatpants.
She also had polyester shirts that belonged to her father, but it was the hanging on to the sweatpants that got to me.
They had a lot of memories for her.
This was a new idea for me -- that a pair of sweatpants could hold memories.
Of course, the sweatpants were in addition to the mounds of other crap that she just couldn't bring herself to get rid of either.
If these shows are being seen on other planets, there is no question that we will be destroyed.
Or maybe we will destroy ourselves by burying ourselves under tons of mementos.
2 comments:
I always thought of those shows as kinda modern day bookburners. Yes books can weigh us down with truly unnecessary ideas. But some of them can actually teach us stuff. So I would suggest as you follow the example of these "new-wave evangelical purgers" (who in my opinion just seem way too smug) be careful you don't throw the baby out with the kitchen sink. (I love mixing metaphors)
(The above was an example of taking a side I really don't believe in and see what I could do with it. Gee, I almost had myself convinced. Golly, it's fun taking things seriously that really are not meant to be taken as such.)
from one anonymous to another: what's with the disclaimer? you were right in the first place. these "queer eye for a clean sweep people" are nothing but home- decorating nazis.
i mean where did it all start? martha stewart? like she aint a fascist of the worst sort. look at her. she doesn't even know when she's lying.
c'mon lets face it. these right- wing-everything-in-its-place-creeps are trying to sneak in the back door and slowly but surely brain-wash us slobs and take over. it's the first step to getting prayer back in the schools and abolishing abortion: our god-given right to slaughter the not yet born.
well i for one aint buying it.
"give me clutter or give me death". that's what i say!
feng shui? i say feng SHIT! pass me the ketchup. i want to stain the lovely linen tablecloth!
P.S. oh yeah, what's with the guy ranting and raving about the catholic church in the pope named sue post. as long as i'm here i just want to say catholics have as much right to be absolutely wrong as anybody else. tell that fucking jerk to get off his high horse. if the ladies want to go to church and show off their titties that's their prerogative.
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