Monday, September 24, 2012

Come Monday...Hardcore Pawn

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of, or commentary about,  websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time.  Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.”  This is subject to change, however.  In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while.  For rants promote change, and change can be good—right?  Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

[Hardcore Pawn] is a truTV show currently airing new episodes at 8:00 p.m. CDT on Tuesdays—along with multiple repeats of multiple episodes scattered throughout the weekly schedule.  Please check your local listings for dates and times.

On a more personal note, my wife and I like to call it Hardcore Porn.  For we really don’t get out all that much.

Yeah, that was pretty lame, but the show does have its moments.  The following clip features a few.

Okay, I have had my suspicions of the show being heavily scripted, and catching of a few of the very first episodes from 2010 confirmed that at least the interaction between [Les Gold] and his kids has been “coached.”  For in the beginning of the series, [Seth] and [Ashley] were quite obviously in awe of their dad’s business savvy, which has been replaced by a much more marketable (in this day and age) contempt.  Sigh.

At the risk of sounding like a hardcore racist, I find it rather ironic that the Gold’s are Jewish.  For it was not until our Heavenly Father gave me a clue after I was well into my 30s that negotiating for a better price with someone is a better way of expressing the act of trying to “jew” them down (not to mention being more grammatically correct).

Getting back to my suspicions of the show being heavily scripted, there is the little matter of someone possibly being a little less likely to lose their mind over a fairly minor transaction with a camera stuck in their face, but I spent some time in and around Detroit back during my trucking days.  Therefore, I can see much of what makes the final cut actually happening.

A good example of that occurred while I was attending a party in the home neighborhood of a guy I was helping to train back in 1987.  This neighborhood was in [Warren], which could be easily considered part of central Detroit if you didn’t know where the boundaries lay.  Anyway, not long after we got there, some guy walked up to within a few inches of my nose and said that he didn’t like people keeping their hands in their pockets on account of not knowing what they might have in them.  I looked him dead in the eye and said, “Yep, and they might not have anything at all,” which I didn’t.  Several seconds passed without either one of us blinking before he turned and walked away without saying another word.

Since the Warren incident happened long before our Heavenly Father delivered me from my [stupor], I was quite proud of how I had stared down an obvious street thug on his home turf.  Yeah, that was some stupor.

Alas, the following clip helps to prove that most of Hardcore Pawn is indeed faked for greater effect.  Although, the last clip is a little too realistic for my taste.  For I am afraid that there is really not all that much acting involved.

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  1. I do adore that song! Have I told you lately-you always have a way of making me LAUGH!

  2. You mean there is somebody on the planet who thinks "reality" shows are UN-scripted?

  3. I've seen the commercial (if that's what you call it) for this show. I tune it out since I can't stand any of the reality shows. I think I'm going to start a campaign to bring back Matlock and Murder she wrote :)

  4. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Karen!!! Well, I crack myself up all of the time. My wife? Not so much.

  5. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Grace!!! My mom used to call me gullible a lot. Sigh.

  6. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Ann!!! Oh yeah, I would definitely go for a show like Matlock, Quincy or Diagnosis Murder, but I never really got into Murder, She Wrote.


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