It's almost the weekend, which means you'll have plenty of time to catch up on the shows you diligently recorded, queued, and bookmarked throughout the week. In celebration of the television you'll be watching (and maybe lying about later), we're introducing a short series of guilty pleasures on the small screen. Today, Amy Silverman, New Times' managing editor defends, one of her favorite shows, TLC's Here Comes Honey Boo Boo.
I quit eating candy corn last month. Then I went cold turkey on Honey Boo Boo.
It was way harder to give up Honey Boo Boo. I had no choice: Candy corn taunts me from the aisles at Walgreens and Safeway but when the first season of TLC's (arguably) raunchiest reality show yet ended, that was it.
Against all odds, this show about a (very) small town Georgia family's antics has gotten under my skin, and several weeks in, I decided to stop fighting it. There may not be any nutritional value in a bag of Autumn Mix (those aren't real pumpkins, folks) but I've come to believe there's redeeming value in TV's most cringeworthy show, and I'm not afraid to say it.
I love Honey Boo Boo. Here's why.