philosophy at age eight

“If you cannot control your peanut butter, you cannot expect to control your life.”
~ Judah-ism

Friday, April 2, 2010

generational divide bites again

 Ms. blog, "Then + Now: TV Team Dramas"

At the risk of sounding like a crotchety old twit at age 23, I have to say: Ad campaigns for TV dramas that target teen girls seem incredibly raunchy these days. I grew up watching quirky, grungy 90’s protagonists like Angela from My So-Called Life (premiered 1994), Clarissa of Clarissa Explains it All (1991) and Spike from Degrassi High (1989)...

But now impressionable viewers are offered Gossip Girl, The Vampire Diaries and Fly Girls (yuck!), whose female protagonists all sport empty stares and the same generic cocktail dress. I don’t want to end up with more pseudo-alternative shows like My Life as Liz, which was awarded Bitch’s Douchebag Decree, but I (and hopefully others) need another Angela: a non-conformist with interests, who can be dramatic and sexual without being petty and pornographic.

Thank you, Erica, I couldn't agree more. Angela rocked.

The insipidity is actually one of the main reasons we don't have cable in our house:  impressionable 15 year old girls might actually want their own vampire, and all he needs is an invitation through her window?  HA! 15 year old boys are bad enough for parents without the fangs.

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