In my opinion, magazines are entertaining, yet often misleading and VERY addicting.
Actually, let me clarify here; I am not going to touch on educational magazines, business magazines, or most specific interest magazines, mainly because I haven't read enough to judge them. In fact, I enjoy an intellectual periodical every now and then, so I won't start in with those either.
What I want to talk about is gossip magazines, fitness magazines, and fashion/beauty magazines.
Let's start with gossip magazines: what ISN'T wrong with an article titled "Boob Jobs, Botox, & Lipo"? I definitely saw this magazine at the front counter at 7eleven this week, and I wasn't impressed. It appalls me that our society is so enthralled by Hollywood's unhealthy obsession with artificial body transformation.... and yet... there I was... tempted to read it.
Luckily, I happened to be in a hurry to get home, so I had no time to flip through the magazine. Normally, though, I would have looked at it. I think I would liken reading an article from Star magazine to smoking a joint; it's usually fun in the short run, but it pollutes us with carcinogenic material (or something close to it).
I do think it's truly unfortunate that the first thing we see in line at the grocery store is a picture of Oprah 100 pounds heavier on the cover of the National Enquirer. Not only does it gross me out, but it sends the wrong messages to the general public. So, relating this to happiness, avoid gossip magazines at all costs, even if they lure you in. Nobody comes out of reading Us weekly with any more insight unless you consider Heidi and Spencer an intelligent topic. And yet, I still plan on watching the Hills tonight. Maybe I'll grow out of it.
Actually, let me clarify here; I am not going to touch on educational magazines, business magazines, or most specific interest magazines, mainly because I haven't read enough to judge them. In fact, I enjoy an intellectual periodical every now and then, so I won't start in with those either.
What I want to talk about is gossip magazines, fitness magazines, and fashion/beauty magazines.
Let's start with gossip magazines: what ISN'T wrong with an article titled "Boob Jobs, Botox, & Lipo"? I definitely saw this magazine at the front counter at 7eleven this week, and I wasn't impressed. It appalls me that our society is so enthralled by Hollywood's unhealthy obsession with artificial body transformation.... and yet... there I was... tempted to read it.
Luckily, I happened to be in a hurry to get home, so I had no time to flip through the magazine. Normally, though, I would have looked at it. I think I would liken reading an article from Star magazine to smoking a joint; it's usually fun in the short run, but it pollutes us with carcinogenic material (or something close to it).
I do think it's truly unfortunate that the first thing we see in line at the grocery store is a picture of Oprah 100 pounds heavier on the cover of the National Enquirer. Not only does it gross me out, but it sends the wrong messages to the general public. So, relating this to happiness, avoid gossip magazines at all costs, even if they lure you in. Nobody comes out of reading Us weekly with any more insight unless you consider Heidi and Spencer an intelligent topic. And yet, I still plan on watching the Hills tonight. Maybe I'll grow out of it.
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