In Defense of Not Getting It

I just finished Twin Peaks: The Return.  I didn't get it.  I loved it, but I didn't get it.  That's the kind of malarkey that would drive many people crazy, frustrating them until they throw down the remote, declare the 18 hours of their life consumed by this show a waste, and vow never to take that person's advice about tv ever again. A great review of the finale described the true fans of David Lynch's work not as the people who claim to understand all the images and the nuances and the apparent absurdities and who are all to happy to explain it to you, but the people who didn't get it and were completely content not to. 

I'm not sure if that's true.  I think there's a pretty good chance that I didn't get the show because I wasn't smart enough or because I was perpetually writing blog posts and only paying half attention. Either way, though, I'm okay with it, and I know I'm not the only one.  I believe there's a veritable tribe out there of folks who are fully content never knowing which color chair Lucy and Deputy Andy chose for their house.  I believe these are the same people who think that sometimes--just maybe--Bob Dylan strung some words together just because he thought they sounded kind of cool, without any greater social commentary or poetic aims.  I believe that these are my people, the people who are happy to discuss things forever without any need to actually reach resolution.  We're happy people.  We're curious people.  We're culturally omnivorous people.  And by golly, people like us.

If you are a person who is untroubled by not knowing what kicked off the zombie apocalypse in The Walking Dead, this site is for you.  If you are a person who forgives Steven King for his unfortunate predilection for taking the easy way out at the end of too many of his books, just because the stories are pretty cool, I welcome you home.  If you can wonder endlessly about what dogs would carry in their pockets if they wore pants but are utterly content to have no explanations for why Jim Belushi would always have a pack of showgirls handy other than to serve as set pieces for the actual storyline, then you belong here.  Let us celebrate the amusing and the compelling and our wonderful ability to accept them for their beauty and humor, as being as transitory as so much else in life.  Sometimes that's absolutely enough.