Strangely, or perhaps not, I know something about soap operas. Women in my life have, at times, been addicted to them. I don't know whether to feel embarrassed about that or not.
And seeing as, according to Homo Escapeons, this is a "women's issues blog," I felt it within my area of expertise and experience to laugh really hard and post on the topic.
I admit that I did, for a time, watch General Hospital.
My ex-wife watched it all the time. Taped it, even, so she could watch it when she got home. And so I found myself watching it too.
I was there when Luke and Laura broke up. And when both Luke and Laura found other lovers. And then Luke and Laura got back together again, about 29 times in each week.
And this went on for about 59 straight weeks.
I eventually figured out that for the last two minutes of every Friday show, the entire week's plot was boiled down and summarized. But my ex didn't care. She had to watch every minute.
And while I can't remember her name, I remember thinking this isn't so bad...there was a nurse on the show, redhead/brunette, who was super hot. So I'd just kinda watch her, innocently...
So what is it about soaps?
Aren't these basically about the worst actors on the planet?
Acting out the most devilish and non-functioning human beings ever in the most horribly written scripts ever known to personkind?
Aren't they kind of like those goofy romance novels, just put on TV? There are a bunch of middle-aged women in different coffee clutches at work that I see in the cafeteria.
Lately, I've been teasing them about soaps. It's quite the phenomenon. What's the attraction to them? I don't get it. But you, my dear fellow bloggers, are going to tell me.
I'm not discounting the possibility that the few men out here who actually read this blog watch soaps. I'm making no judgments whatsoever. But you females out there...
I guess I am assuming that soaps are mostly a female thing. So...