The History Channel

This guest post from Edgardo Rosa

I appreciate the History Channel for one reason: my husband knows there’s no way I am going to sit through anything on that channel, so he’ll go upstairs to watch hours of it on end and leave me to sit downstairs and watch whatever trashy TV I want with no judgment. It’s a decent trade-off. I guess I understand part of the allure—logically speaking, if you’re going to watch TV you might as well watch something that is going to make you a little bit smarter. I get it. I’m just not interested in doing it. I prefer my TV to be completely mindless and good for nothing other than wasting time. For this reason, I put up with the History Channel addiction my husband seems to have developed. In all truthfulness, I might even encourage it a bit. If I’m scrolling through the la vergne direct tv packages guide and see something he might be interested in, I may or may not mention it to him casually in conversation. It’s the oddest thing. He can’t remember what I want for our Anniversary, but he can and will absorb the entire Saturday morning line-up of the History Channel and will be sure to tune in to his favorites. I’m ok with it. It gives me the flexibility to watch all those Law and Order episodes I need to catch up on.