When actress Mary Tyler Moore died Jan. 25 one of the topics the entertainment media brought up was the popular episode from her 1970-1977 sitcom, "The Mary Tyler Moore Show", called “Chuckles Bites the Dust” that aired in October 1975.
The episode involved a fictional character named Chuckles the Clown who, dressed up as Peter Peanut, died during a parade when an elephant tried to “shell him” or I assume eat him. As a result, the staff are hysterical over the clown’s death except Mary, who during the wake herself eventually starts laughing.
I say “assume” because to this day 42 years later, I still haven’t seen the episode. Yes, I can already see you TV fanatic’s jaws dropping equating my not seeing that particular show with that of my never having been to the Vatican or climbed Mount Everest.
I was there when Jerry, Elaine, George and Kramer were sentenced to a year in prison away from society for being the obnoxious, selfish jerks they were to everyone since season one began on "Seinfeld" (1989-1998).
I shed a tear or two when Det. Bobby Simone (Jimmy Smits) succumbed to congestive heart failure following a heart transplant in his 2004 farewell episode of "NYPD Blue" (1993-2005) and when the King of Late Night – Johnny Carson bid America farewell on May 22, 1992, handing "The Tonight Show" (1962) over to host, Jay Leno, after almost thirty years.
Such has not been the case in almost the past two decades, perhaps more. These days, a TV series has to work to get my attention, and it has to be something I’ve not seen done before. HBO’s "Westworld" (2016), the sixth season of "American Horror Story" (2011-Present) and "The People Vs. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story" (2016-Present) failed to do that. I tuned out before the first episodes were over.
You people may think among many things that working a full-time job, taking classes, trying to figure out which bill collector is going to get their money when payday arrives and struggling to stay on top of my diabetes is not much of a life, but it is a life and, I for one am damn glad it doesn’t exist in front of my new crystal clear, 40-inch 4k flat screen!
©2/15/17
The episode involved a fictional character named Chuckles the Clown who, dressed up as Peter Peanut, died during a parade when an elephant tried to “shell him” or I assume eat him. As a result, the staff are hysterical over the clown’s death except Mary, who during the wake herself eventually starts laughing.
I say “assume” because to this day 42 years later, I still haven’t seen the episode. Yes, I can already see you TV fanatic’s jaws dropping equating my not seeing that particular show with that of my never having been to the Vatican or climbed Mount Everest.
It’s not just that Chuckles the Clown episode I have not seen. I still don’t know who shot oil tycoon J.R. Ewing on "Dallas" (1978-1991). I don’t know how "The A-Team" (1983-1987) finally got caught. When the final two-hour episode of "M*A*S*H" titled “Goodbye, Farewell and Amen” aired on Feb. 28, 1983, I was not among the 125 million viewers who tuned in which, according to IMDB.com, was the most watched television broadcast in American history.I wasn’t always this out of touch with what aired on “The Boob Tube.” I was there when I learned that six years of the medical drama, "St. Elsewhere" (1982-1988), was all a dream inside the mind of an autistic son.
I was there when Jerry, Elaine, George and Kramer were sentenced to a year in prison away from society for being the obnoxious, selfish jerks they were to everyone since season one began on "Seinfeld" (1989-1998).
I shed a tear or two when Det. Bobby Simone (Jimmy Smits) succumbed to congestive heart failure following a heart transplant in his 2004 farewell episode of "NYPD Blue" (1993-2005) and when the King of Late Night – Johnny Carson bid America farewell on May 22, 1992, handing "The Tonight Show" (1962) over to host, Jay Leno, after almost thirty years.
Such has not been the case in almost the past two decades, perhaps more. These days, a TV series has to work to get my attention, and it has to be something I’ve not seen done before. HBO’s "Westworld" (2016), the sixth season of "American Horror Story" (2011-Present) and "The People Vs. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story" (2016-Present) failed to do that. I tuned out before the first episodes were over.
The shows I do watch are not what I will hear TV fanatics talk about the next day. I watch "Air Disasters" (2011-Present) on the Smithsonian Channel which recreate various aviation crashes, and "A Haunting" (2005-Present) on Destination America where I die laughing at how the actors and actresses cast as the real people who encountered demonic entities and ghosts are so much more attractive than the real ones telling their stories on camera.So pardon me if I don’t share your enthusiasm during your little Monday afternoon fireside chats on social media talking about the grisly ways the zombies on AMC’s "The Walking Dead" (2010) got killed again and again by some character who wields a baseball bat, discuss what were the best and worst Superbowl ads, or which “Hollyweird” starlet wore the best or worst outfit at the Oscars.
You people may think among many things that working a full-time job, taking classes, trying to figure out which bill collector is going to get their money when payday arrives and struggling to stay on top of my diabetes is not much of a life, but it is a life and, I for one am damn glad it doesn’t exist in front of my new crystal clear, 40-inch 4k flat screen!
©2/15/17
