Like most Americans, I didn’t watch the Emmy Awards. But I did read a story covering the winners and I can say with complete honesty and no small measure of pride, I hadn’t seen a single show.

Unlike a lot of Americans, my wife and I are relative scrooges when it comes to purchasing television services. We have satellite TV because we live in a deep timber at the bottom of a holler and we’d have to have a 100 foot antenna to get regular television. But our package is as basic as you can get, no movie channels, no Netflix, no HBO and from what I could see from the story, most of the winners came from non network and free cable shows.

Which is too bad, because there are some shows on CBS, in particular, that are really good. “Blue Bloods,” first and foremost among virtually all of television, combines great cop stories with extremely good family-oriented themes. Which is likely why the long-running series starring Tom Selleck and Donnie Wahlberg are rarely Emmy winners.

The show promotes family values and we can’t have that in a Progressive political Hollywood.

NCIS still has all of its mojo despite huge cast changes. The entire NCIS family of programming is pretty good, although we never watch the New Orleans cast and NCIS Los Angeles makes it appear the city is on fire 24-7. Lethal Weapon is another show that lost it main character, Riggs, but appears headed in the right direction with a new “Riggsian” replacement to team up with Murtaugh.

We don’t watch a lot of network comedies, partly because we don’t invest all that much time in television and partly because most of the comedies aren’t funny. We became “Big Bangers” years ago and it’s good that it is in its last season. I am thrilled that Fox is bringing back Tim Allen and his cast of “Last Man Standing.”

My greatest failing as a television watcher is becoming addicted to Navy Seal shows that appear both on network and cable. The Mark Wahlberg produced “The Shooter” is also addictive. With me it started with “Combat” over 50 years, a WWII drama shot in black and white when I was a little kid. I’ve never overcome my addiction to war dramas.

Really, though, the Emmys show their conceit and pomposity by completely ignoring cable shows at their finest, mostly shown on The History Channel and Velocity TV. I challenge any of the Hollywood effete to come up with a better show than “Chasing Classic Cars,” or “American Pickers,” although I’m wondering if we’re not chasing the same classic cars and picking the same basements and barns.

This is the beginning of the new television season, at least in terms of network TV and I told my wife I would not watch the new “Magnum” series sans Tom Selleck. The original “Magnum P.I.” was perfectly cast, perfectly filmed, perfectly acted with Selleck’s character always looking hip and cool in extremely short shorts, Hawaiian shirt and Tigers baseball cap. The Porsche he drove was classic. Higgins was played with perfect pomposity and English arrogance, while never failing Magnum in a pinch.

To watch this show would be to redo a John Wayne classic movie with Johnny Depp in the Duke’s character.

But I hurt my knee playing racquetball last Friday and have been spending more time than I usually do with my leg propped up, knee getting iced and the new “Magnum” came on. You know what? The people remaking the show, actually got it right, even with the new Magnum sporting a goatee instead of Selleck’s famous mustache, Higgins as a woman and the destruction of not one but two brand new red Porche sports cars, it was pretty good.

I haven’t decided whether to invest in the show or not. But it didn’t stink.

I’m extremely late in discovering David Baldacci as an author of really great spy novels, but on our trip back from Alaska, with all sorts of airline delays, I randomly picked up one of his books featuring Will Robie and Jessica Reel and became immediately hooked. My wife has long been a mystery reader, mostly from female authors (she apparently likes the way women write the romantic parts of the story better than males), but she read the #5 book after I did and together we started from #1, have done #2 and #3 and are ready for #4 in the Robie-Reel series.

Other than causing you to get to bed an hour later every night and leaving you with paranoid impulses and thinking every move anyone in government makes is meant for the destruction of the Republic, it’s completely addictive, really good reading.

I’m taking a break from spy novels and #4 until I can finish a book my daughter gave me by noted California pastor and author Francis Chan, “Letters to the Church.”

I had a fairly deep discussion with a friend lately bemoaning the problems faced by educators and coaches getting kids to engage in something other than cell phones. One of the things being left behind, other than sports and live events like music concerts and drama, is actual reading for pleasure and keeping up on history and current events.

I’m not sure what the answer is because I’ve never not read books, magazines and newspapers. Maybe taking their cell phones and locking them in a room with only David Baldacci novels to pass the time would help.

WE’RE ALSO IN THE season of political advertising and some of it interesting, particularly Iowa Democrat ads that all feature the same theme as “vote for us because we’re not partisan” and “my husband is a Republican,” which made me laugh out loud. Better comedy you’d can’t find anywhere.

But Cindy Axne’s radio ad is both funny and troubling. A male voice says, “Cindy spent summers on her grandparents farm picking corn and soybeans...”

Really. How early did her grandparents plant their corn and soybeans to have them harvested in the summer? And you don’t pick soybeans. They are combined.

Unfortunately, only a farm kid like me would catch something so stupid. Too many people think milk originates from the grocery store.

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