Don’t get me wrong — I am a fan of True Blood and always have been. It’s pulling down the mantle of many taboos (If only within the relatively safe space of premium cable television), and I absolutely give it credit for that. The current arc, however, is disturbing to that fundamental part of me that recoils at strong women being turned into sexist cliche for the sake of entertainment.
I have a love/hate relationship with Charlaine Harris’ Southern Vampire series. I’ve read most of the books (Having skipped a couple for dubious content above and beyond the norm), and while the writing is only marginally better than something like Twilight or a mediocre fan-fic, I can’t deny that the books are kinda like potato chips: You can’t stop reading them even though you know they’re bad for you, and you end up feeling vaguely guilty for enjoying them as much as you did.
