Last week, the New York Times reported on a surprising (to them) new development. TV is good. It's really good. It's intellectual, it's surprising, it's filled with hidden gems, and great big flashy cubic zirconia type guilty pleasures. This summer, there was something I wanted to watch every night (which was sort of a bummer because I really like to read, too). I have delivered passionate speeches about the virtues of Battlestar Galactica and of Friday Night Lights. The Television Wars have begun, and it's time to claim a side, people (and there are a thousand sides). You are what you watch — what are you watching?
*I would want to be the Sharon model. For sure.