Seven years ago today, on Sept. 22, 2004, Oceanic flight 815 crashed onto an island in the Pacific Ocean on its way from Sydney to L.A. On the TV show "LOST." It's also the same date as the show's premiere. So, it's safe to say that many of the show's fans (myself included) are taking a few moments today to reflect on the show.
For me, that means listening to Gatsbys American Dream's 2006 self-titled record, on which there are two songs with direct references to the show ("You All Everybody" and "Station 5: The Pearl"). Or thinking about all the times I've used "The Others" as a way to identify a group of people I didn't know or trust very well. Or all the times I've half jokingly yelled "Don't tell me what I can't do!" when trying to make a point. All the times I refrained from making plans on whatever night it aired, like it was an unspoken rule not to even think about inviting me anywhere.
At some point it became a social thing. Something to talk about around the office, or fodder for weekend night conversations at some cheap bar. Surmising what might happen in future episodes based on the scattered information we were given. Snickering at "LOST"-themed Internet memes and passing them around to friends who were also fans. "LOST" became so much more than an hour wasted in front of the TV every week.
So, on this Thursday night in September, when a handful of my other favorite TV shows pick back up for their fall seasons ("The Office," "Community," "Parks and Recreation," and tomorrow, "Fringe,"), I'm grateful for the other things that TV brings me, besides an outlet for obsession and a slight feeling of superiority over people who dont' "get" my shows. The benefits we get from our favorite TV shows when not sitting in front of the TV very greatly outweighs the fact that we spend so much time watching these shows in the first place.
Or maybe it's just me.