Another week has blown by for me in a blur of work, wedding preparations (my BIL ties the knot this weekend), and the Democratic National Convention.
Which brings me to my latest love affair… this week I am in deep, deep smit with PBS.
My whole life, I’ve been a fan of public television. I was hooked on their children’s programming before I was a year old.
In fact, my parents eventually discovered the unexpected etiology of one of my first words, “Ahg-ee” when Maria from Sesame Street’s voice shouted “Agua” as the screen filled up with cartoon water.
Yes, I started out bilingual. How cosmopolitan!
Since then, I’ve loved PBS for their classics, their theater and concert productions, but this last week I’ve had special reason to fall in love with them all over again.
I’ve immensely enjoyed following the DNC coverage. My husband and I flipped from station to station on various days. Every single other station covering the convention was loaded with discussion panels… various folks from various backgrounds discussing the convention talking right through the speeches. Often, also, banners were flashing over the screen with “fun facts” or “breaking news” that was completely not important.
During the big headliners’ speeches, the large networks kindly let us see what the speakers had to say, but most of the other speakers were blatantly ignored.
Except on PBS.
Deep, deep smit.
On PBS, the commentators let the speakers speak. They discussed the convention briefly in between speakers, but mostly let the viewers see the convention as it was presented. They didn’t snipe at anybody or spin anything.
The DNC also rocked, BTW. 😉