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Quality TV…

Now that I am home most of the day, I usually flip on the television for at least sound.  What I have found, however, is that even with our 200 plus channels, I can’t find anything of quality to watch, especially during the day. 

Example:

Flipping through the channels, I decided to turn on Jersey Shore for the first time ever.  I was so disgusted.  I watched for maybe 5 minutes, and heard about 400 bleeps being exchanged between two young ladies.  I couldn't even watch long enough to pull out a story line between the characters.  It was awful!
After watching, I thought back to a speech I had written as a freshman in high school which illustrated the change in television throughout the years, and tuning into the sinful nature of our current society.  I Love Lucy had their main characters shown sleeping in their OWN twin beds because it was deemed inappropriate to feature adults lying in bed together.  When Lucy became pregnant, they said that “she was expecting” because stating it any other way was seen as “tacky” back then.    Now, MTV makes no bones about showing young adults “hooking up” with random and sometimes multiple partners at the same time.  Where have all the morals gone?

Let me rewind a moment.  I first must say, I am not a prude and I am not trying to come off judgmental.  As Jesus himself said ,“All right, but let the one who has never sinned throw the first stone!" (John 8:7 NLT)  My thought is, however, that so many of us are becoming numb to the immoral behavior that is depicted in pop culture today that I fear it is being reflected in our actual culture.  Since when is sin entertainment?  Think about it, it is uncommon to turn on ANY show that doesn’t showcase sex, adultery, greed, money, disrespect, murder, scandal, etc. 

I don’t want to sound too preachy; I am just so tired of the lack of quality TV.  And it truly scares me with a little one on the way.  Watching TV through the eyes of a mom to be, is much different than watching TV through the eyes of a 20-something adult.  

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