“Paradoxically though it may seem, it is none the less true that life imitates art far more than art imitates life.”
― Oscar Wilde
If dear Oscar could see art these days he may have added to the above little aphorism:
“and heaven help us all.’
Let’s start with an assumption: TV is a 21st century artform. (Work with me here)
And let’s, given the 21st century’s fascination with word smash-ups,
call this merger of
TV and art
(For purposes of this article we refer almost solely to the manifestation of Tart called ‘dramas’ since comedies make few attempts at portraying life realistically and ‘reality shows’ are so divorced from reality as to be classified ‘science fiction.’
Life, imitating Tart, would mean;
-the most dangerous job, bar none, is security guard. When, on TV cop shows, do security guards ever not get killed?
-when thieves or snoops sneak into a house, they will find it perfectly tidy, bed made, dishes done, paperwork filed and fridge shelves polished to a Turtle Wax glow.
-anyone trying to hack into someone’s (crumb-free) computer will need no more than 5 tries to figure out the private password.
-law enforcement comes to a house looking for a suspect/witness/person of interest. After 2 quick knocks and an ‘Anybody home?’ bellow they will enter via the (usually) unlatched door. And they never, ever, consider that the suspect/witness/P.O.I could be in the loo/lavatory/restroom.
-once in, there is a 98% chance they will find a dead body. Perhaps the loo was the best place to be after all.
-those desiring a dangerous job but preferring to avoid the 100% mortality rate of the security guard profession, might consider law enforcement. Guaranteed job security (unless your network contract is up) and thrills that come from being shot, concussed, bruised, kidnapped, and compromised. Applicants should have a deep secret in their past and/or family member(s) killed by someone evil. Must be willing to devote all free time and several seasons tracking this evildoer.
-great coworkers abound, who love each other so much that they spend major holidays with each other instead of extended family.
-serial killers are more common than mudhens.
-those leaping from 2nd/3rd story windows to escape any given serial killer will land in the back of a dump truck filled with something soft and buoyant. When this cushiony substance is impacted by the escapee’s weight, a chain of dump truck events is triggered. These include the ignition turning over, gears being engaged and the unsuspecting truck chauffeuring the escapee to safety.
-cars (built according to Tart specifications) will explode on impact. Any impact.
-cars (built according to Tart specifications) self-steer. As miles of scenery whirl merrily past, the driver can chat, face-to face, with the front seat passenger.
-victim-types will go alone to a deserted spot to meet an avowed enemy, this in spite of the decades of disastrous consequences experienced by predecessor (and deceased) Tarts who did the same thing.
-anyone put in the witness protection program because something that shouldn’t have been seen was seen, will have a teenage offspring along. The offspring WILL climb out a window to meet friends and endanger themselves, the family, and national security.
-innocent types, on the run from gangsters in a city of 5 million people, will bump into them when turning a corner.
-a sports team of out of shape, clueless non-athletic, lovable quirky loser-types, in less than one season, will improve to the extent that they will beat the buff, haughty, talented jockkids who have been training in this sport since the cradle.
-pregnant women will deliver a spotless 15 pound infant after 30 minutes of labor, anywhere but a hospital and by anyone but a doctor.
And finally, because Tart is where we gain wisdom and comfort and joy—
-when one is in the midst of deepest despair and self-doubt and failure, a wise sage will offer those remarkable, magical, those life-changing words, (or what we like to call the
“I believe in you. Now you must believe in yourself.”
Too bad the tragic Oscar Wilde didn’t have Tart around to imitate.
So, according to this delightful article, the pile of dirty dishes on my kitchen counter will guarantee that my house will not be robbed…;)
Oh Susan! You’re right! I am walking proof-we have NEVER had a break-in at our house. (Of course when the boys were small we used to wonder if we would even be able to tell)
This is so, so funny and perfect. And I am with Susan!
Clever, astute, and humorous. I was going to do some house cleaning tomorrow, but you and Susan F. have talked me out of those plans.
Lori, a messy house is our safety net
Too funny! My family are all tart aficionados. You’ve managed to point out most of the more perplexing works in this medium. I worry sometimes that my children will think that life is actually like that….kind of like impressionist reality, I think. Hmmm. Perhaps I’ll start turning the TV off. 😉
Rebeca! Impressionist reality is genius! And much classier than ‘Tart’ This goes under the ‘wish I’d thought of that’