You may think I am strange, but I just love watching crime shows. Oh, I don’t mean Hollywood’s hour-long melodramas featuring whoever the current hunk or starlet (do they even use that word Starlet anymore?) happens to be.
I’m talking real-life people who temporarily, or more-often, permanently go berserk. Or, most-likely, were ALWAYS strange but no-one ever seemed to notice!
My Friday and Saturday nights are often filled watching 48 Hours, 20/20, Dateline, Cops, and America’s Most Wanted (have to check-in to see if any faces showing up on my computer from those silly dating sites are being hunted by modern-day cowboy John Walsh).
Then there is late night on the History Channel delving into daily prison life of some of the most hardened criminals. And don’t forget the interesting stories about the gangs in our big and small cities across the country. I just LOVE watching this stuff.
Week after week tales of murder and deception bombard my TV. It’s enough to make ever the sweetest, most innocent person a bit suspicious. THAT’s where I get my suspicious nature. lol