In Defense of 'Grey's Anatomy'
Margaret Jenista, Student at Calvin Theological Seminary
Perspectives

Every great love story has a beginning. Once upon a time, Cinderella didn't know Prince Charming, but then (several mice, a pumpkin and fairy godmother later) Cinderella is in love. We are instructed to imagine such a love by the words, "happily ever after" — a state of being cemented forever by marriage, several children, even more grandchildren until ol' Cinders and Charms are rocking their way into retirement on the front porch of their castle. But, the day before Cinderella slipped into those dainty (and quite impractical) glass stilettos, she was like many of us twenty-something single folk: she was trying to hold down a less-than-ideal job, smooth over rough family relationships, establish friendships, play elaborate games of "what-if," all the while praying that there is, in fact, a light at the end of the tunnel.

A month ago my seminary's newspaper attempted to extricate the virtues of lasting and abiding love from the corruption of mass media in an editorial titled "A True Romance." The author compared the life-long commitment of two residents at a nursing home to the antics portrayed in the number one show on television: Grey's Anatomy. To this I ask, "Seriously?"

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