I record Oprah every day on my AT&T U-Verse DVR (which I love). I don't fancy myself as uber-sensitive. Hallmark commercials don't make me cry, although Grey's Anatomy DOES get me from time to time. Oprah is my guilty pleasure that I allow myself after Meredith goes down for the night.
To the point, Oprah had a segment on child pornography, and she discussed GRAPHIC details of what the men in the videos were doing to the young children. I won't even go into what she explained b/c it's unimaginable. Shock factor was clearly the goal. Even more maddening was her closing remarks of "I want you to know that child pornography is NOT just nude images of children."
Give me a CALL TO ACTION! Should I sign a petition? Call my congress person? Should we put all the men victimizing women and children away in concentration camps for life? Or better yet, castrate them and and then put them in the camps? My vote is the latter.
A few days later, I am facilitating an important meeting at work with executives and our ad agency, and I can't get these images out of my mind. So for 20 minutes of an important meeting, this is all I thought about.
I take this as a sign I am either working too hard, need to quit watching Oprah, or need a prescription of Xanax. Or perhaps all of the above.
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