I’m not so interested in that “Girls” show that John wrote about a few weeks ago. I don’t like tv verité, other than “The Wire” (personality goes a long way). I’d rather watch a beautifully back-lit, coiffed, coutured Christina Hendricks and Jon Hamm sip cocktails over Sinatra, the way Jah intended. If I wanted real life, I’d leave my house. But I was struck by this:
The actresses playing these true-to-life Gen Y losers are unusually privileged in real life. Ms. Williams is the daughter of the NBC anchor Brian Williams; Ms. Mamet’s father is the playwright David Mamet; Ms. Kirke’s father plays drums in the rock band Bad Company;
It’s bad enough that Official Discourse revolves around the fee-fees of the rich and famous, now we unwind by watching their loser kids whine about their fee-fees. I’m sure William Saletan and Sully are ready to convince us that being the offspring of cue-card readers/mediocre rock-drumbers/shtick-heavy winger playwrights makes you a member of the deserving cognitive elite.