Written by: The CinCitizens

Move over, Twilight!

by Laura Magee, Special to CC2K

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True Blood is realer than Lafayette’s street-smarts!  This delightfully raunchy, horrifically romantic, fangtastically Southern series threatens to tear apart my social life quicker than a V-head would drain a random vampire!  

So far this season, we’ve seen Sookie’s rack. I must say, if this was a figurative homage to her losing her innocence–it’s lost on me.  But good for her!  Girl needs to get it, just like the rest of us.  With all the non-procreating procreation going around, it’s a wonder that Tara found romance with Eggs.  Bill’s romantic side tends to lead to murder–now that’s romance at it’s finest.  It’s a vampire’s way of bringing flowers.   

Now, let me be the first to admit that I want Tru Blood stocked in my refrigerator.  Hell, hire a vampire to do the cleaning, because they obviously know how to get blood out of the laundry. How does everyone’s clothing and home look surprisingly bloodstained free?  My favorite blood moment of the last episode:  Vampires cry blood.  ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!  WHEN DID THIS DEVELOP?!  Even Eric’s hair suffered the wrath of blood.  Maybe it’s similar to gum.  My only question is:  after sex, is there a bloody mess?  

Now, I’m a born and raised Texas southerner.  True Blood doesn’t make me a bit ashamed to be such, for it shows all Southerners.  The trailer trash druggies, the late Gran as just another Paula Deen, and now the Bible-beatin’ good ol’ boys!  The Fellowship of the Sun, with it’s deep WASP-y roots only irks me.  This particularly incestuous pairing of Jason and TFOTS church shall prove to be interesting.  Don’t get me wrong, it’s heaven sent that Jason has finally realized that there’s more to life than being really, really, ridiculously good looking, but how long can Mr. Stackhouse follow in the steps of the Lord?  He’s the new face of good old fashioned Southern close mindedness, and forgive me for saying so, he makes it look delicious.  I just feel that he’s better than what the church teaches, being as his blood relative dates a vampire, and he unknowingly found himself as an accessory to a vampire’s demise!  Is blood thicker than faith?  

Truth be told, I’m concerned with Lafayette’s future.  What future?  Well, this drug-dealing homosexual prostitute with a will to survive stronger than his pimp-hand, may have been turned. What will this re-imaging of his character do to him?  Hopefully, Eric will see him for his strengths, and not turn him into another one of his mindless club dancers.  I can only hope Lafayette’s turning will honor his life.  

What about Maryann’s memory of deflowering Sam?  That lady flutters like a hummingbird and stings like a slap in the face to the help!  Nice observation, Tara–“…but something inside me says this is weird.  I don’t trust it.”.  Doesn’t she realize that Bon Temps is infected with what I like to call, “The Badass Virus”?  Whatever it may be, Jane Boathouse, the resident barfly showed her true colors during the seemingly unplanned town dance session.

Jessica’s transformation has proved to be a mess and a half!  Bill’s warning that many vampires do not survive their first year only provides more tension to this young girl’s plight.  Bill is not only juggling a career, a girlfriend, but now he’s dealing with a “daughter” of sorts.  Welcome to the life of a single parent, Bill Compton.  Just be thankful that you’ve got Sookie to add to the trouble!  
    
Oh, HBO!  How you’ve changed my view of Vampires!  You’re right!  They need to marry!  They pay taxes, they need electricians, they survive just like humans!  Let’s stand up and applaud the quest for equal rights!  
And if all the world’s a stage, let us take a moment to look at these stunningly topical parallels.  Until next time, keep it true and always bloody!