For better or for worse, I've watched people die in front of me. I see how they are in the end. And they're not cynical. In the end, they wanna hold somebody's hand. And that's real to me.
I have the normal complement of anxieties, neuroses, psychoses and whatever else - but I'm absolutely nothing special.
There are not the same factual shows anymore - children's TV has become much more trivial.