The Learnding Channel

I don't have cable. I occasionaly house-sit, which provides me an opportunity to stare at the idiot box for a few fleeting moments to accomplish nothing more than wasting time. Perhaps it was the rise in 'reality' television programming that turned me away, or that cable has become a haven for c-list celebrities to crawl out from the rocks under which they belong. I hate TV. I urge you to stop paying your cable bill and let Time Warner (or whoever) shut off the shit. I've been free from the boob-tube for a few years now, and I feel great.

As it's been a few years, you're probably wondering what prompted me to mention it in my blog today. Three words: The Learning Channel. I don't remember when exactly this channel came into existence, but of the few times I actually saw its format, I learned nothing. There was this one show, I forget the name, that basically exploits the extremely obsese. That's it, as far as I can tell. That's the whole show. After that, there was yet another show about fixing up an old house. What an original concept, TLC. Did the network turn down brilliant new idea for a national talent search?

Usually, it's hard for me to find irony in things, but the fact that I learned nothing from The Learning Channel...that's not as ironic as it is false advertising.