OK, I'm a Game Show Snob

I prefer the old-style game shows.

Old-style shows required an individual to demonstrate mastery of a wide range of educationally sophisticated topics. Think Jeopardy! here.

Newer game shows let people cheat: poll the audience, phone a friend, or copy from a fifth-grader, for pity's sake!

The newest game shows--Deal or No Deal, National Bingo Night--are just guessing games. Playing them requires the brains of a hibernating slug.

I prefer the old-style game shows. So why can't I stop watching the new ones?

False Selves

I'm back at another Pastors of Excellence Retreat. Yesterday, Terry Wardle talked about the "false selves" we develop in response to our wounds. They're protective personae we put on to shield ourselves from the rejection and abandonment we fear. Terry has names for his false selves, like "Poker Face" and "Solitary Man."

Today, I sat down and began naming my false selves. I'll spare you detailed descriptions, but here are the names of some of mine: Seinfeld, Mr. Know-It-All, Karma Chameleon, Super Competent Man, Ernest Empathy, and The Avoider.

Anyone else want to take a crack at naming their false selves? Or have I completely lost you on this one?

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