My Sudsy Family
There is a certain camaraderie among people who watch soaps. Maybe more like a secret society. When people find out I am a Soap Columnist, they whisper to me in hushed tones about their own shameful soap viewing habit. Professional people who think being a fan of Daytime Drama would make people take them less seriously, or are slightly embarrassed that they enjoy such lowly entertainment. But here’s the thing – I think Daytime has an undeservedly bad rap. With the junk that passes for TV these days, Soaps seem to be quite high brow in my opinion. There are shows where people try to balance on giant rubber balls and not fall into vats of water. There are shows where a dozen or so women throw themselves at one smug bachelor who then says eeny meeny miney moe and picks one to be his wife after making out with all of them. There’s a show where grown adults try to pick up paper clips with a fish hook in their mouth or balance cookies on their heads to win a million dollars. There’s a show w...