Double Standard

I am not a big fan of reality shows. Okay, that's an understatement. I loathe them. I have never watched any of them, be it Survivor, The Apprentice, or Dancing with the Bachelor. I think they are the televised equivalent of a get-rich quick scheme: they don't have to pay for writers or production values. They just steal a premise from another country and add a B-list "celebrity" host.

Anyway, this post wasn't supposed to be a rant decrying reality television. I mean, why stress something that's self-evident? No, I was wondering why it's sort of the opposite with literature. In terms of current books, I think non-fiction books are seen as more respectable than fiction. "I'm reading a biography of Gandhi" seems to be classier than saying, "I'm reading that story of the baby elephant who tags along on Hannibal's march and saves his father's life." That being said, I still prefer fiction, as I've mentioned before.

6 comments:

Joel said...

For the record, I think the baby elephant story would be awesome. Somebody get on that.

Jen said...

Is this your way of confessing to us all that you're reading Twilight?

Jen said...

did my comment not work? because it was awesome. let me know and i'll re-comment. :)

Joel said...

Oh, it, um, just slipped my mind...

Jen said...

haha--because it's TRUE???

Joel said...

Fortunately, no confession is necessary (this time). I am not interested in paranormal fiction.