Entertainment is the water we swim in. It is the ritual that helps us disconnect from the anxiety of existence so we can reconnect with ourselves.
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Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to see if that guy on the survival show finally manages to start a fire. The suspense is killing me. What is your ultimate guilty pleasure piece of media? Drop it in the comments—judgment free zone. Entertainment is the water we swim in
The text is dead; long live the paratext. Popular media has become a shared lexicon. When you say, "That’s what she said," or "I am the one who knocks," or "I’m just a girl," you aren't quoting a show. You are using pop culture as a shorthand for human emotion. The suspense is killing me
So go ahead. Queue up that reality show you’re embarrassed to admit you love. Watch that speed-run of a video game you’ll never play. Scroll the fan theories.
Here is my controversial take for today: Stop feeling guilty about your "trash" entertainment.
You might not watch Euphoria , but you watch the TikTok breakdowns of the makeup. You might not play Five Nights at Freddy’s , but you watch the 4-hour YouTube essay explaining the lore. You might hate the Star Wars sequels, but you love watching critical reviews of them.