An Argument for the Questionable

I love Questionable TV and Media in all forms.

If I’m stressed, toss me an US Weekly and I’m happy. Working on marketing strategy? Gossip Girl please.

It’s in the genes.

My grandfather, a doctor and well-known diagnostician, used to have a subscription to MAD magazine. Imagine this picture: one patrician and very reserved gentleman gleefully huddling with his  5 year old grand-daughter over Alfred E. Newman. “What, Me Worry?” It’s one of my favorites.

The everday of work requires the yin of idea parsing, sythesizing, creating– one need the yang of the questionable. It resets the brain. Calibrates it. It’s also a catalyst for inspiration.

I’m not saying Questionable is the only show in town. Some people work out, play golf, travel, shop (hence the name “retail therapy”)- I do some of these in moderation. Quick aside:  I’ve been known to play hide n’seek with the kids in the neighborhood and hit the batting cages (the latter is really key if you’ve hit freaky freak levels of stress. Innocent baseballs you get to hit the hell out of.)

But offer an alternative of the Questionable, especially when a quick hit is needed. And with a DVR, the Internet, and a newsstand,  questionable is readily available: Perez Hilton, Pimp My Ride, US Weekly, ATM, Oprah, Cat Fancy (just kidding,) MTV’s True Life, Mad Magazine, VH1′s Celebrity Rehab, HGTV, Iron Chef America, Star Magazine, The New York Observer, Rock of Love, Crazy Days and Nights, O Magazine, Rescue Me, Nip/Tuck, BSG and so on and so on- depending on my whim.

So spill it. What’s  in your Questionable playbook? (but totally PG please)

And if you don’t do Questionable. Embrace it. Whatever that might be.