04 February 2011


These Dreams: "What's on TV Tonight?"

It has been months since I've had a truly blog-worthy dream. There's nothing to report except that I'm no longer always blond (Sad, I know . . .) and that my brother Cue-card Boy is now always some cute little animal. (No wisecracks, please.)

A few nights ago, however, I dreamt that I was one of the characters from a popular show that I used to like a lot . . . and now wish I hadn't lived to see.

No, I'm not telling you which one
. . . but your guesses will definitely amuse me.

I am telling you that if you have delicate sensibilities,
you really shouldn't read any further.

Anyway . . . so I was that unnamed character . . . going to a McKinley high that looked a lot like my old high school . . . which, in the dream, became a boarding school . . . and I needed to go to the bathroom.

So I went to where I knew the lavatories would be . . . and found a huge room--almost like a warehouse--full of toilets.

They lined all four walls, right next to each other, without any cubicle walls for privacy. And there were rows and rows of them--orderly and regimented--filling up the rest of the space. Think of someone with a sick sense of humour putting toilets in a big waiting room instead of chairs, and you'll get the picture.

Anyway, I picked one, sat down, and am not even going to finish this sentence now . . .

Then I woke up.

And because I almost always know what my dreams mean as soon as I regain consciousness, I knew the exact theme of the conversation my subconscious was trying to have with me.

Which is that most of today's popular culture is rich crap. And since my first conscious thought was that the big toilet room was a library, yes, that includes books.

Now excuse me while I tell my subconscious that The Big Bang Theory is okay and that I want to be blonded up again so that I can be Penny and have Sheldon fall in love with me. And that I no longer roll my eyes at people who want their MG and YA novels to be "clean."

Not that it will make much of a difference . . .

Image Source: "Gleek Out" poster


Syrin said...

I tried watching Glee somewhere in the middle of the first season. Everyone was raving about it, and I do love music, so I thought I'd give it a chance. It all seemed very high teenage drama and just not my thing at all.

As far as the dream itself.. I cannot count the number of dreams I have had where I have to go, but the bathrooms I go to all end up very similar to what you describe: full of tons of toilets, but no real privacy walls to speak of. Though in mine there are also usually tons of other ladies in there, and while none of them seem disturbed by the lack of privacy, I simply cannot go with them around.

I generally figure it's either anxiety making itself known in my subconscious or my body telling me I really have to go, but I can't do it in bed, so wake up, silly!

Lesa said...

Big Bang is such a hoot-- that is the only show I watch semi-regularly.

That is a doozie of a dream. Don't think I've ever dreamed of toilets! there is alot of crap about though!

I've been puzzled and occasionally irked by the bloggers that get into such a tizz about YA needing to be more 'clean'-- I've even stopped reading blogs when they harp on it too much. Haven't stopped rolling my eyes...

Belfry Bat said...

I haven't seen much of either, except for one of those "mini"sodes you mentioned, via the yout.

Not much to say...

Yes, "popular" culture isn't what it ought to be. I'm slowly reading through GKC's biography of St. Francis of Assisi. St. Francis hasn't been born yet; about which GK goes on at some length. He has been expounding a theory that just before St. Francis was born, Christian Europe had accomplished a remarkable penance and made Europe Christian. Which is a remarkable thought indeed. Only, I'm not sure how finished that sort of thing can be. Probably we want something of the sort again.

Enbrethiliel said...


Syrin: Glee was okay until the show started taking itself too seriously. Now it's like Popular with pop music and a less blinding palette. =S

I've had similar dreams in which I woke up really needing to use the necessary--making the dream a kind of biological alarm--but this wasn't one of them. =)

It's interesting that your dreams are usually full of other ladies. In mine, I was completely alone! Perhaps because I feel alone in my dislike of Glee, et. al.? (I'd better not analyse this to death, though! LOL!)

Lesa: I'm planning to have at least one more Big Bang Theory post in the near future!

I see you put "clean" in scare quotes, too. ;-) I did because I knew I'd have to qualify what I meant: it's very subjective, aye?

Last week, I read a post by a woman whose parents forbid any book that wasn't on their church's reading list--and that included L.M. Montgomery's novels, which are as squeaky "clean" as literature comes! That's obviously not what I mean. =) But I have started to understand the horrified parental cry, "My child is reading/watching/listening to that?!?!?"

Bat: What? No love for Sheldon??? Which minisode did you see, by the way?

At this point, the only popular culture I wouldn't mind exposing a child to without screening everything first is Country music. It's wholesome, it's happy, it's informed by a healthy sense of tragedy--and you can dance to it. But it's not very Catholic, is it? Not in the way Robbie Williams' gaudily public Penitence Pop is . . .

Jillian said...

I love Glee. I love it because while they sing pop songs ala Britney Spears and Gaga to relate to the 'more modern audience,' but they also sing Broadway. Knowing that Lea Michele (who is actually very annoying haha) is a broadway star as well as Mr. Schuester, I see credibility there.

Hearing songs from Yentl, Chicago, Rocky Horror.. it's love for me. I could totally see where you're coming from though. It's not for everyone, and I really... don't like Lea Michele's expressions while she's singing. I try to close my eyes.

Enbrethiliel said...


Actually, I'm talking about the story lines. =P I wouldn't mind if they just sang all day--even Lea Michele!

But I will confess to pure loathing for the character of Mr. Schuester and the "tongue bath" he gets from the writers in every show. ;-)

Of course, Glee isn't all bad . . . It makes me wish Sue Sylvester were real. LOL!

Dauvit Balfour said...

*puts on southern personality*

Darlin', I hate to spoil your image of country music, but "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy" and "Tequila Makes her Clothes Come Off" aren't exactly wholesome songs. Not that the rest of popular music is any better, indeed it's much worse, but the country ethos isn't as pure, downhome, grandma's cornbread as people seem to think, especially not anymore, and I don't understand that.

Not that I'm overly picky in my music. I generally avoid occult obsessed bands like Pentangle and Blackmore's Night, but the blues can be pretty lurid (though I like to think the tragic image it so often portrays is far from the glorification of that same lurid behavior found in gangsta rap and some rock and pop).

Ugh, Glee! *spit*

Ahhh, Big Bang Theory. Penny is my dream girl.

Regarding the general desire for "clean" art, I find I prefer my art to be honest and to have a soul. Sure, maybe the sex scene in Heart of Gold was offensive, but the story revealed more about the meaning of sex than most of pop-culture understands.

Whew! Rambly today, ain't I.

Dauvit Balfour said...

I should append, that I don't mean to imply that art cannot be honest, soulful, and "clean" at the same time. Sometimes the tawdry is a necessary part of a character, but oftentimes it is not, and it is more interesting to see the ways in which people struggle to do what is right, sometimes failing but recognizing that failure, and sometimes succeeding. The war of the soul is the source of art. To write as if it is a pointless battle with no "right" answer is cheap, lazy, selfish bullshit.

Enbrethiliel said...


Well, you got me there: I thought Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy was a t-shirt slogan, not a song! =P And I guess Internet radio only plays the "family friendly" ones, as they're the only ones I've heard. LOL! But it wouldn't make sense for contemporary Country alone to escape the curse of our increasingly amoral age, so I should have seen this coming.

More generally now, I agree with you about honesty in art being more important than "cleanliness": tawdry good art will always win out over antiseptic bad art. That's a great line about the war of the soul!

Dauvit Balfour said...

To be fair, it is a smaller subset of country artists that indulge that sort of music, at least as far as I know.

Also, my opinions on art and my list of what I would let my children read, watch, or hear are two different things. Some things are heavy baggage.

Heh... captcha is "tookin".

Enbrethiliel said...


I hear you! Mixed in with the art that is just asinine is a lot of stuff that is actually worth our time but is meant for mature adults with fully formed consciences. (I sound so pompous now, aye?)

I have more thoughts on that, but they'll be going into my Reading Diary entry on Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights. =)

CMinor said...

My daughter started working on me about Glee a couple of years ago. I had her put it on for review, and within five minutes, we were treated to a group of teenage males in earnest dscussion of a very teenage-male-y (but not suitable for polite company) topic. No Glee that season.

I relented last year--she's sixteen this weekend--(and thank goodness the subject matter I've seen so far hasn't been quite so...er...clinical) but I really can't warm to the show. Yeah, the music is great (if overproduced.) But there's not a remotely realistic character in the bunch and I had to supend less disbelief back in the days when her interests ran to "Dragon Tales." It might improve the show to just dispense with the plot entirely and play it as a musical revue. I mean, who are they tryin' to fool?

Enbrethiliel said...


Cminor, your comment makes me think of The Muppet Show, which I've been watching clips of lately. It was better and far more realistic than Glee has ever aspired to be.

But even on its own, the quality of the writing and acting is appalling. You'll find more believable character development in The Bold and the Beautiful. (Yes, I would know. =P)

CMinor said...

Indeed--I loved the Muppet Show!
Most of the Muppets had more personality than some of the Glee cast. And were more believable.

(Really, who in the real world's favorite Christmas song is George Michael's "Last Christmas"??)