I was reading the other day something that Andrew Zimmern said in relation to people who post reviews on food,

“I’m no one’s food snob. I consider a perfect hot dog on the street to be as valid a food experience as dinner at Blue Hill at Stone Barns,” he says. “I do not care what people — who I don’t know where they live, don’t know what their eating habits are, don’t know what sort of expertise or standards they bring to the experience — telling me what they think of a hot dog on the street or Blue Hill at Stone Barns. It’s meaningless to me.”

And I feel he is right. I've eaten at some places that other detest; not for a lack of options or good food - it was because it didn't fit their personal preferences. I'll give or take an opinion on the fare and then let others decide.

 In a similar vein, although I like thought-provoking movies, books, and like to stretch my mental capacities; sometimes a good dick or fart joke goes a long way. The "shitty" entertainment that caters to the lowest common denominator is FUN. And really, that is ultimately what it is about isn't it?

For some intellectual discourse is the only way they can enjoy themselves, others it has to be a raucous and raunchy.

I find pleasure in both.

Watching an universally-accepted "stupid/tactless/pointless" comedy (that is full of double entendres, fart jokes, insane and unbelievable situations, physical comedy, gratuitous nudity for the sake of nudity, and an almost "B" quality to it - so basically any national lampoon, rom/teen/com/parody from the 70's to present, e.g. Kentucky Fried Movie, Not Another Teen Movie, Airplane!, etc) is just as fun as trying to wax philosophical about the Divine Comedy, or Goethe.

Situation and time.

Plus not having arrogant, close-minded pricks as companions helps too.