Raise your hand if you have been personally victimized by Netflix (shamefully raise my hand along with many others of you). Word to the wise… if you do not have a Netflix account I suggest you steer away from it. To those who already have one, I am sure you can say it is one of your favorite investments. I have been personally victimized and it has served its valuable purpose of entertainment when I happen to be at my busiest. All my troubles coincidentally disappear one new episode at a time. I experienced first hand the effects of having 15 seconds to choose if I wanted to proceed with the following episode or to return to my real life. I am not too proud to admit this but I sat in my room for three-weeks and watched every episode, of all eight seasons, of How I Met Your Mother and it was the best time of my life! I have recently discovered that this particular past time can be defined as binge watching. I along with 73 percent of other TV streamers are classified as binge watchers; I am not alone on this one. Pretty soon there will be non-profit organizations under BWA’s name, Binge Watchers Anonymous (a little melodramatic—I know). This blog is merely focused on prime time shows and Netflix has a huge collection of them. How do you think I became a loyal gladiator in a suit of Scandal? I do admit that it brought me false hope of having complete control and power over the White House but we are all dreamers here. I applaud Netflix’s outstanding accomplishment of obtaining 44 million members in over 40 countries. A job well done… now please make Boy Meets World available for streaming accounts like mine so I can relive my childhood in one seating. I have a couple of assignments I am trying to avoid.
By Marysol Guzman