Tonight began what I will refer to as my social networking nightmare (SNN).
I don't know if you've heard of a little network that airs a little show that follows a group of women (and one character who just so happens to be the token black guy and reason we're not military "wives" but "spouses"). Last season I watched every Sunday night, especially while my husband was deployed, and grew to loathe the show. It feeds on this mentality of sensationalism.
Furthermore, in my experience as a Navy wife, there are too many women out there pretending this is their life. No, no it is not. No matter how sassy you think you are, your name is not Roxy LeBlanc. So you have kids, so your husbands plans change, so you deal with struggles just like every military spouse. You're not them. End of story.
Oh, but wait, there's another show following it now that is all the rage- more so (dare I say) than cupcakes! "Coming Home": the reality show about homecomings. First, I can't stand "reality" and second, shouldn't that be a special moment shared between a man and his wife, children, family? I guess it's the naive newness of spousedom for me, but I just wouldn't want cameras following me as I get to welcome my husband back home after worrying for 6-18 months about his safety. That's a moment for me and my husband, not the world.
There are so many emotions associated with deployments and military life in general. Since when did we start glamorizing them and marketing the lifestyle as the latest trend. Furthermore, we are creating a generation of Lifetime viewers who will become "tag chasers" (which is a term I think I'm using properly, I've seen it around the blogosphere lately). I see women blogging about how they hate women like that, but think about shows and movies from your youth- didn't everyone want a Matt Damon or Brad Pitt, a military man like Chase is much more attainable.
Don't complain about the girls at bars on Fridays and Saturdays trying to pick up soldiers and sailors, when we feed into the sensationalism on Sunday nights.
End le rant.
Cuddles and Kisses,
PS: This is a rant of the Elizabeth Blogging System. I don't need to hear about ho much you love the shows, you're already killing my news feed.