Revenge

Shakespeare pleased the crowds. So did Dickens. He serialized his tales, and people waited. Nothing is so pleasing as a good story.

But we live now in a visual world. Our stories are on a screen, for as much as we would like to pretend that we read Virginia Woolf every day, we do not. We wait for Wednesday night, hoping not for a rerun, but to discover what the Japanese gentleman will do to save Emily Thorne on "Revenge". Betrayal, revenge, retribution. There is no Dickens today. No "Bleak House". I talk to people who say they do not watch TV. I think they lie. Nothing captivates like a good story.