Why is it that any sitcom I watch or tv show revolves around either 30 year-olds like people who are post-grads and figuring their life out OR they’re in High School?
Where’s the funny sitcoms about the 20-year-olds? The ones who get pierced or tattooed and dye their hair weird colors? Getting into stupid adventures and shenanigans while trying to learn how to do laundry or pay bills or be on their own for the first time? A house with nothing but college aged kids living in it trying to figure out how to get unstuck between still being a kid and wanting to be an adult?
We have the funniest lives and we’d probably be easiest to write about, so where are we?
This is a sitcom classic and anecdotally may have actually happened hundreds of times in real life to friends of friends, or maybe happened to no one at all, except for someone once on Roseanne. The idea is rooted in terrible psychology: “If you’ve done something bad, I’ll make you overdo it until you hate it.” Note that this will not work for sex or compulsive masturbating. It sounds reasonable on the one hand that making your kid smoke a carton will sicken them to the point of never wanting to smoke again. But realistically, when has overindulging in anything made you not want to do it? You have no idea how many times I’ve sworn off drinking after waking up next to a toilet, a shrub, a stranger, or crime scene tape. But I go back again when that sweet, sweet rum assures me it’ll take me to party town in a tub full of margarita.
No one has ever done anything bad to the point of wanting to stop, not really. It’s a secondary matter that causes you to hit rock bottom. You gamble your money away and that’s fine – it’s the homelessness and raging family who want you dead that make you regret it, not just being broke. You drink yourself into oblivion and that’s OK – it’s when you see video of yourself humping a trash heap that you start to feel bad in the soul. Likewise, no smoker ever thought, “Shit, I just smoked too much,” even if they threw up from it – it’s the cancer down the road that gets them. Which, ironically, is what you’re setting your kid up for if you force them to take in such an addictive megadose of nicotine in one sitting.
It’s a crucial moment in the primary campaign, and a New Hampshire reporter has just published a brutal article describing a recording he found of Selina Meyer and her campaign staff mocking her donors. Meyer (Julia Louis-Dreyfus) rounds on her staff, eyes wild, poised to attack. “You know what V.P. stands for? It stands for ‘victory permafucked.’ I don’t deserve it. You know? Goddammit. I don’t, but you do, because you are all losers!” she hisses. She points at her loyal, masochistic aide, Gary. “Loser!” She jabs a finger at her campaign manager, Amy. “Loser!!"Meyer, the protagonist of HBO’s biting political comedy "Veep,” now in its fourth season, isn’t warm and cuddly, or cute and charming. She’s foul-mouthed, selfish, nakedly ambitious, opportunistic, and sometimes cruel. She’s no Lucille Ball – she’s not even Elaine Benes. Comediennes today are plunging into far more transgressive roles than the female sitcom leads of previous eras, and as Louis-Dreyfus’ Meyer exemplifies, it’s working.
INTJ: The Big Bang Theory INFJ: 30 Rock INFP: Community ISFP: The Office ISTJ: Arrested Development ISFJ: How I Met Your Mother INTP: The Simpsons ENTJ: Its Always Sunny In Philadelphia ESFP: Modern Family ESTJ: Parks And Recreation ENTP: Friends ENFP: Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt ESFJ: Full House ESTP: Seinfeld ENFJ: New Girl ISTP: Fraiser
Gareth Stranks, a 30-year-old Friends fan from London, had been watching the show with his girlfriend and roommate this past Sunday when he came up with the theory.
“Over dinner we were saying how Friends is basically the story of Rachel Green,” Stranks told the Independent. “Then we started talking about the different themes across the show and I thought it would be hilarious if there was a ‘big reveal’ ending that tied it all together.”
And while the “it was all a dream” finale had been overdone to him, he still wanted to come up with a way where everything came together in the end.
The end result? It wasn’t real because Phoebe, who’s homeless and addicted to meth, imagined the entire thing.