Those of you who know me know I was raised in the 50s and 60s by TV. It’s one reason I became a PI. Before I recently moved, I’d had basic cable for 10 years. Basic. No frills.
My roomie, being more of a television addict than I, had a satellite system. During my addition to the household, we upgraded it. We can now watch Underwater Argentinian Curling (while wearing bear suits) at 0300 broadcast in Swahili! Not really, but our choices are quite varied.
We’ve been watching much dysfunctional TV. Not as dysfunctional as the Kardashians or Jersey Shore, but there is some amusement and education.
We’ve been watching (among other things) Pawn Stars, Cajun Pawn Stars and Hardcore Pawn.
Pawn Stars is about the customers and staff in a prosperous Las Vegas pawn shop. Cajun is headquartered in Alexandria, Louisiana, and Hardcore hails from Detroit. All shops are family-owned and somewhat dysfunctional, but the real entertainment here is the customer base. The Louisiana folks seem to be the the most genteel and polite, with Las Vegas following and Detroit brings up the rear. It’s real culture shock to go from a customer in Alexandria exclaiming, “Thanks Mr. Jimmie, sorry we couldn’t do business!” to Detroit’s “Give me my m*****f***** money!”, followed by threats of violence.
Las Vegas and Alexandria occasionally brings in experts to value or grade such items as antique firearms or coins, before attempting a deal. Detroit seems to thrive more on showing both the family and customer dysfunction. I find that show in particular to be the most disturbing.
I come from a dysfunctional background. Perhaps not as bad as these folks, but enough to make me grimace. Perhaps I need to stick to Leave It To Beaver re-runs…