Monthly Archives: November 2010

On Smoking

I’ve always been a staunchly against the habit of smoking. My feelings on the matter probably stem from the many trips I made to the Boston Museum of Science. To warn scientifically-curious children against the dangers of smoking, the museum showcased the lung of a heavy smoker, a black, tarry, shriveled organ that bear no likeliness to the perfect pink specimen right next to it, along with a long list of the cancer-inducing chemicals that could be found in the average pack of cigarettes. The fear tactic worked. The next time my uncle, a chain smoker, came to visit us in Cambridge, I plastered the screen window of our balcony with “NO SMOKING” signs while he had a cigarette or two on the balcony. He helped me print and tape the signs to the windows, leading me to suspect that he wasn’t taking this as seriously as I was. He still smokes, but now he rolls his own cigarettes. It’s healthier, he says. I take my victories where I can.


Why Glee

Glee is a show that has consistently disappointed me and let me down. The characters change personalities every episode or so, the storylines range from the trite After School Special variety to the downright bizarre yet somehow unfunny, and the song choices are becoming increasingly arbitrary and uninspired. It makes for entertaining television, in that train wreck sort of way. Yet for all of its faults, I continue to watch it. TV critics who have savaged far better shows continue to watch it. People who complain about every episode still watch it. Do you know why?

Because the first couple of shows had so much promise. The pilot, despite its obvious flaws, hinted that Glee could improve into a far better show, something that everybody could enjoy. We still believe that it could become a better show, no, an amazing show, even though it’s breaking our hearts and embarrassing us and our friends who watch it. We still hope that some day, the show will come to its senses and try its best to return to what we saw in the beginning, to fulfill the promises that we hoped it would. We still dream, even though it’s becoming increasingly clear that the show is sliding to an inescapable black hole of disappointment like that other show Heroes. We’ve been burned before, but you know, maybe this time, maybe this show will turn itself around. That’s why we continue to watch Glee.

And that is also why otherwise smart girls date assholes.

The Origin of Love

Probably one of the better songs based on Plato to come out in recent years, don’t you think? I’d definitely put it in my top 10.