So, in the spirit of my husband has to work until late and my baby is in bed…I’m watching TV. But you know what? TV on Friday nights is…well…not good. I think they should most definitely have a Friday night line up for those of us who do NOT go out on the weekends, for those of us that no longer understand the word, “weekend.” Because weeks don’t really end, they just blend into each other and in my life Monday and Friday are pretty much the same thing. It’s beautiful and it’s horrible all at the same time.
But anyway. Not my point. I’m watching “What Would You Do?” Which is awful, terrible TV show that gets your heart pumping on behalf of actors pretending to mistreat each other to try and draw out aid or judgment from the people around them. Then they change the situation up. Change the women’s clothes, the car they’re driving, and people react differently. Which makes me sick. (Apparently women in tank tops don’t deserve intervention, and you can abuse your children if you drive a BMW.)
And of course, there are the wife/girlfriend beaters…and I CAN’T STAND IT. Holy cow, how do people just sit there and watch? I know it’s scary, and I know that man looks CRAZY, but yo. Say something. I really believe that we all think “I’d never let myself be treated like that,” but I’m not sure we know what we would do. I’m sure those women didn’t think they’d let themselves be bullied, either. This show is crazy.
Next up, breastfeeding in public and mother kicking her kids out the car. It’s like a train wreck. I can’t. look. away.
