every tuesday, a small congregation of my aunt’s family gathers to watch a tv show at 8 pm. (primetime, later in the evening, note) that includes one of my cousin’s four kids, the youngest of which is 11 (i think). underage kids watching this show range from 16-11.
well, apparently, a couple weeks ago there was a lesbian kiss on it. good god!
aunt: i would’ve rather have seen a bedroom scene!
aunt: and (11-year-old) was just sitting there staring at the tv!
me: nods, inwardly thinking, well of course she is, you’ve sheltered her!!!
aunt: and so (16-year-old, who is know-it-all catholic) got the address of the show’s writers and we’re going to write a letter to them complaining about this.
me: you should send it in a purple envelope so it gets noticed [she did not see the irony in this]
i’ll bet for every anti-lesbian-kiss letter they get, they get 20 pro. i wonder if my aunt is going to suggest boycotting the show?