"The world. Ugh. Awful place. Can't recommend enough that you avoid it. I know I do. I am a man who craves distraction, seeing as how it's my best chance of isolating myself from all of the bullshit out there. This is why I don't watch the news. What kind of fucking lunatic wants to watch the news right now? They can't even do the news right anymore! They fucked it up, just like they fucked up everything else!"
"Since the pandemic, I have taken the idea of escapism to heart. I don't wanna be here. I wanna be somewhere else: another time, another country, even another planet. You're talking to a guy who only occasionally watched The Office because why the fuck would I spend my downtime at a fucking office? Strap me into the time machine and send me to the Spaghetti West as fast as you can, thank you very much."
Life feels awful and overwhelming, prompting a strong desire to avoid reality and seek distraction. Watching the news is rejected as futile and aggravating. Escapism has become central since the pandemic, favoring alternate times, places, and genres over everyday likenesses. Slow Horses satisfies that craving despite its contemporary, bleak setting full of violence, corruption, and helplessness. New seasons are eagerly consumed because the show combines intense watchability with familiar, aggravating modern details. The show earns the highest rating in a personal scale—Five Throwgasms—representing a perfect television experience for those seeking immersive distraction.
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