Billboard vs Jimbo: Blondie

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Blondie is one of those shows that neither does any harm nor does it bring any pleasure; it's a time killer.

We'd all love to be spending our time listening to Jimmy Stewart in the Six Shooter or Don Perkins in Nightwatch but there's only so many of those things.   Some of our time has to be filled with palatable fluff - and to me, Blondie is such a program.

In the show, it's not so much Blondie being a knucklehead as it is Dagwood, her husband.  He is just goofy and is prone to do goofy stuff; you wonder if maybe he has one of those "impairments" they are diagnosing all the kids with these days that didn't exist 30+ years ago.  Or did Dagwood fall off the bus and hit his head?  You'd think so.

Blondie runs the family.  She's a bit ditzy but she seems to be all there.  As reluctant as he is, Dagwood takes his marching orders from her and tries not to get in trouble at work (one of the pleasing things about the show is Hanley Stafford, who does an A+ job as the boss man.)

Is the show funny?  Funny is not the right word.  It's a time killer.  And we need those.