So, it wasn't really goodnight to John-Boy and the Walton family
Published 05/10/2012 | 08:00
The Waltons have been in the news. Yes, that shocked you. "Waltons?" you say. "What Waltons? Not yon Waltons from yonder 1970s?" The very same, madam. The same Waltons that I still watch on DVD.
You may laugh. What's an anarchistic, atheistic, left-field, misanthropic cynic and all-round booby like me doing watching such wholesome, all-American stuff? Well, I love wholesome, all-American stuff, that's why. It ain't the worst ideal in the world, even if the people promoting it are often loonorific. But here be good story-telling, often about ethical dilemmas. Personally, I prefer a good, roister-doistering ethical dilemma to a car chase, though having an ethical dilemma during a car chase would be pretty thrilling.
For example: "Under the circumstances, with a raging murderer on my tail, should I have gone through that red light?" Hmm, interesting and, for me, riveting drama.
The Waltons, about a large, loving family getting by in rural Virginia during the Depression (all right, I ain't selling this well), are in the news because the cast had a reunion to celebrate the show's 40th anniversary. Appropriately, they're all still friends. I read about this online and, at the end, was directed to another story: "Bieber pukes on stage." Bet it wasn't even wholesome puke.