Via Matthew Yglesias, I've just learned that television is the secret to happiness. Given Mr. Yglesias's impeccable taste, not to mention my own sense of the joys television can bring, I will have to agree.
I've never understood why a glass of wine with dinner is wise and sophisticated, while a Nanny rerun or two when getting back from school/work is considered pathetic and cretinous. Frankly, I find this disparity to be classist, not to mention biased against those who are female, don't weigh a lot, and are of not-so-heavily-drinking ancestry (i.e. sexist, sizeist, and anti-Semitic). After a half-hour sitcom I'm pleasantly sedated; after a glass of wine on an empty stomach, I'm...somewhat more sedated, and a whole lot more silly. So, all things being equal, and productivity later in the evening being the goal, television wins hands down.
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