Day One is when the Lovers meet, but the Friends divide.
Day Two is the Lovers last happy moment.
Day Three is a Lover, alone and friendless, only the road to satisfy him.
Round and round and round we go.
I’ve been meaning to post something about The Big Bang Theory for a while now but it’s taken me ‘till now to really understand what it is about the show that makes me uncomfortable. I’m not exactly a believer in the whole “only write about the things you like, don’t trash the things you don’t” trend which seems to be plaguing comments sections in negative articles lately, but I wanted to be able to really examine why I don’t like TBBT rather than just slagging it off. My main questions being - Why don’t I like this anymore? Why do I feel uncomfortable watching it? And why do I get so annoyed when I see people sing its praises online? The thing which really sparked this post was seeing a raft of comments on Facebook, below the last round of voting in Television Without Pity’s Tubey Awards, claiming The Big Bang Theory to be “the best comedy on TV”. This made me angry so instead of posting an impulsive comment calling out their bad taste which I’d probably regret later, I decided to really analyse why seeing comments like that made me so mad when previously, although I didn’t really love the show, I’d never considered myself as disliking The Big Bang Theory.
Hell, I even have season one on dvd, it’s sitting right between Battlestar Galactica and Bored To Death in my alphabetised collection.
And here, I think, is where my problem with The Big Bang Theory lies…
Some people say there’s rocks at the bottom.
Big sharp ones that’ll stab me, wound me, kill me.
Others say that the rocks are easy to avoid.
That the ocean is sparkling and pure just beyond that veil I can’t seem to pierce.
I guess the only way to find out who’s right is to jump.
And if there is rocks? I dare those motherfuckers to try and stop me.