I love the great discussion happening re The 75% Problem — I swear, one of the best reasons to write a blog is to hear other people’s thoughts & opinions on your ideas. Although this site isn’t terribly well-trafficked, the people who comment here are the best. I love seeing your opinions, even if I occasionally have to break out a fist-shake in response. You know my fist is shaking with love, right?
Anyway, I wanted to think about my own taste-based dealbreakers. In the original post, I implied that a love for Bowie or Modest Mouse might be critical, but the truth is, I just enjoy debating things like that. My real dealbreakers are quite different. I think I’ll make a list.
Disclaimer: Keep in mind, these are just related to music, film, books, and television — not anything “real” or “serious,” ostensibly. I mean, I have some dealbreakers on the subjects of religion or politics or lifestyle, but I think it’s more interesting to discuss this type. Partly because it’s so ridiculously self-indulgent, but also because I think, on some basic level, taste in entertainment reveals a lot about a person’s worldview, whether it be conscious or not. That being said, let’s go:
Not knowing any songs by Bob Dylan, as I mentioned before. Not liking Dylan is one thing, but to dislike him, you gotta know him. Right?
Not listening to / caring about music. You wouldn’t think these people exist, would you? Well, they do. I dated a guy who owned three CDs, and one was Steve Miller Band. Big mistake. (For those who knew me in college, that was B.M. — those are his initials, but they also, coincidentally, stand for BIG FUCKING MISTAKE)
Not watching television. Nothing makes me want to punch a person more than when they say, in a self-satisfied and elitist way, “Oh, I don’t watch television,” or “Kill your TV,” or “That shit rots your brain.” Pardon me for a minute here while I fetch my television set so I can “kill” it by smashing it over your ridiculous face.
Not reading fiction. (I think it goes without saying that not reading, period, is also a dealbreaker.) Have you ever met someone who thinks fiction is a waste of time? (And by extension thinks my entire life is a waste of time?) Those people are a waste of brain cells. Yeah, I’m glad you don’t enjoy art, chowderhead.
Refusing to watch foreign films. (obvious)
Here are some favorite books that might also be dealbreakers: On the Road (cheaters, irresponsible, unaccountable, etc.); Catcher in the Rye (afraid of commitment, don’t know what they want); The Stranger, Nausea, etc. (keep your existential crisis away from me, please); The Bible (obvious).
C’mon, now, give me your list. Do it.