Perhaps the Curmudgeonly Professor can be considered to be culturally deprived. Economists are not typically known to be jovial people. Rather, economics is known as the dismal science ever since Parson Malthus opined that population would grow exponentially, whereas the food supply would grow only arithmetically. Voila, the result is that we will all starve to death. Though Malthus was one of many economists whose theories didn't pan out exactly as their fame predicted, economists are still a pessimistic lot since, typically, it is usually safer to predict that the economy is going to pot than to forecast a rosy and cheerful future.
Besides being a pessimistic economist, the Curmudgeonly Professor has studiously and faithfully avoided all of the following, thus leading to doubts in his being a well-rounded person:
- Elvis Presley. I knew that when teen age girls started palpitating over Elvis that the world had gone south.
- The Beatles. I cheerfully acknowledge that, years after their rise to fame, the Beatles did create many of the best songs of the era. However, their entry onto the U.S. stage on the Ed Sullivan show seemed rather appalling in the Frank Sinatra era.
- Dancing with the Stars. Never, never, never.
- American Idol.
- Any so-called reality show.
- Any so-called literary triumph containing vampires.
- Books about hungry people eating people.
- Almost all musical groups that my kids and my grandkids and my great grandkids like.
- All My Children, or whatever soap opera my wife has been watching for decades.
- TV ads, which get wiped out as soon as they appear, especially SouthTowne Auto Mall in Salt Lake City, Progressive Insurance, and Geico. I do like the ads with dogs driving cars.
- Movies with a high ratio of blown up cars, blown up buildings, and blown up people. Oaters from John Wayne and Clint Eastwood are fine, since violence is appropriate in those movies.
- Lawrence Welk reruns. How many colors of polyester jackets did they have?
Undoubtedly, other omissions remain glaring. However, here is a basic list of stuff the Curmudgeonly Professor has purposely avoided. He would rather take pictures of flowers.