On Thursday, July 15, we will collectively get stupider.
Mary is an outspoken Italian-American mom from Long Island (SyFy is quick to make sure we’re aware of this) and she’s a psychic. In fact, her entire family is psychic. Here’s a sample of what you can expect:
“Madonna Mia.” My thoughts exactly.
Remember when we talked about the incessant need to crown a Hulk Hogan for every possible category? Mary is your pick for “Italian-American Psychic Mom.” Doesn’t get much more specific than that.
I understand that reality TV is cheap and easy to make, and there is no shortage of idiocratic lemmings out there to fill these roles, but the rate at which they pump these shows out is just mind-numbing. These networks literally throw spaghetti against the wall, hoping that something sticks. And 95% of the time, we leave dinner knee deep in that spaghetti. It doesn’t matter to the networks though – as long as they keep cranking shit out at high speed, something is bound to work!
This mentality is the root of the idiocracy. As a society, we’ve traded in the home-cooked meal for the Big Mac; the full-length LP for the ringtone; the conversation for the text message; and intelligent story archetypes for “reality” voyeurism.
Gone is the desire for quality, trampled by the need to pump things out as fast as possible. Slide on over and make room for quick-service mediocrity.