They taught us at Barnard about that word, utopia. The Greeks had two meanings for it: eutopos, meaning ‘the good place’ and utopos, meaning ‘the place that cannot be.’
— Rachel Menken, from Mad Men s1e06 - “Babylon”
There are a lot of reasons why I love television, but here are two that I’ve been mulling over recently.
1. TV puts real life in perspective.
Shit doesn’t happen in real life, it happens on TV. Okay, so that’s an exaggeration, obviously. But still — no matter what problems you’re facing, at least you didn’t just find out that your boyfriend is your half-brother, nor are you sleeping with the hallucination of your ex-fiance. SEE! Perspective.
2. Watching TV is an exercise of faith.
I think that one of the most interesting things about watching TV is that you get to see everything. You see every character in all the scenes, and sometimes you even get to hear their thoughts.
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Exhibit A: We’re in on Barney’s secret love for Robin before she gets a clue.
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Exhibit B: We all knew from the very beginning that Ross and Rachel would end up together, even during their relationships with lesbians, British chippies, and Italian men.
That kind of faith doesn’t happen so easily in real life, and it’s such a luxury to have the comfort of knowing things will work out in the end. People always tell you that “everything will be fine,” but I don’t believe it til I see it. And in the lives of people on the telly, I can see it all the time! So watching TV is good practice in keepin’ the faith because it reminds me that we really aren’t meant to know everything that’s to come in our own lives.
In all seriousness, I think the latter explains why we all need religions, fate, and karma. Because if they don’t exist, it means there are no directors, writers, or viewers connecting the dots for us and ensuring the neatly packaged finale we all want in the end.
Or maybe I just watch too much TV.