some soap opera, you know, real people pretending to be fake people with made-up problems being watched by real people to forget their real problems.

You're just being cryptic again. It's like soap opera sex. Lots of boring dialogue and when they finally do go to bed, everything's dark and covered by blankets.

If you're in the middle of a monumental and devastating life crisis, hang in there. It'll be over in about an hour. Two hours, tops.

You can't have a decent party for the survivors of a deadly blast without inviting the person who detonated the explosion.