nothing's on

i used to love tv. i once looked forward to thursday nights and friends. sunday nights and the sopranos. tuesday nights and happy days. but today, very little on the box excites me anymore. i became lost over lost after season one. i became desperate over desperate housewives after season two. i hate cop shows so csi and ncis never quite arrested my imagination. i hate vampire thrillers so buffy and angel never quite grabbed me by the throat. i hate legal dramas so law and order and boston legal never quite courted my attention. these days, there are only a few programs on the tele that i can tolerate for more than a few minutes at a time. first and foremost among them is monday night's intervention. the people are real. the stories are real. the blood and the sweat and the tears are real. and to their credit, there is very little in the way of media manipulation. what you get is the real face of addiction... and it ain't pretty. and as the credits roll each week while the mellow and mournful "five steps" plays itself out yet again, you come to realize just how difficult it is for most addicts to ultimately say goodbye to their demons. yet despite the undeniably gloomy and fatalistic nature of intervention, the show remains surprisingly upbeat and uplifting at times. there is light at the end of the tunnel for some. there is slow and gradual progress for some. there is measured success against overwhelming odds for some. and i guess that's enough to keep me coming back for more.

"to the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world." - brandi snyder

written for his pop: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuDqHtAR6L8