Dear reader, I know that there have been times when I’ve gotten busy and I have not paid as much attention to you as you need, and I want you to know right now that that will end. From now on, I will always be there for you.
Meanwhile, I’m thrilled to discover that all seven seasons of “24” are now available on Netflix’s instant streaming option. I’ve always wanted to see this show and now I can.
I admit I’ve got high expectations. I’m 16 episodes into the first season and I have to admit that I am disappointed. It doesn’t stack up to the BBC show “Spooks” aka “MI-5”.
The writing on 24 is terrible. It’s filled with cliches. The main characters are always telling each other, “I love you.” It’s ludicrous. The writing is too on the button. It’s dull.
My least favorite cliche of this first season is the black presidential candidate telling his son, “I will always be there for you.”
There’s no way that any of us can always be there for anyone. Expecting your spouse or your parent or your friend or your boss to always be there for you is ludicrous. Everybody has multiple demands on his time and there’s no way that any of us can always be available.
We each have to learn to stand on our own two feet and not expect others to always be there for us and we should not promise to always be there for anyone else.
When we feel betrayed, it usually means that somebody who we thought owed us supreme allegiance had competing claims to juggle and chose someone else instead of us.
There’s no point in extracting promises from our loved ones to always be faithful to us, to always be there for us, to never leave us.
