So very many really... More like what we're NOT interested in... Let's put "comics" and let that be that.
The Walrus is always interested in meeting those that enjoy the noble pursuits of writing and artistic endeavors of various nature. It also enjoys those that can converse enjoyably on topics like philosophy, chaos, conspiracy, magic, comics, animation, sci-fi, fantasy.... The list just goes on really... But in essence the Walrus enjoys the quick-witted, the intelligent, the creative, and people that don't think that things like "LoL" are proper substitutes for communication.
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Just about anything except for a couple genres that presently bare no resemblance to what originally made them enjoyable.
A Clockwork Orange, Fight Club, Night Watch, a good percentage of comic adaptations except the Batman travesties Joel Schumacher released on the world, eh... once again... Many.
If by "Television" you mean several programs that can easily be seen on DVD, well... that's a mighty list.
The Walrus loves books. So many books that if you were to feed them all to an all-powerful deity, said deity would in fact choke on said books and cease to be alive in the sense normal beings could see as living. But you know, deities don't live and die like normal schmucks so the deity would probably just be kinda like... in remission until some whacked out cult came along and resurrected it to the state it was once at.
Mmmmmmyep.
Warren Ellis, Garth Ennis, Neil Gaiman, Spider Jerusalem, Hobo MacBumenstein, Burley Bur-Bur, Grant Morrison, Grandma Eyepatch, Kevin Smith, Beardy Bearbeard, Ursula Vernon, El Steve, Jhonen Vasquez, Big Bad Mig, Roman Dirge, whoever brings us the heads of Michael Eisner, Joel Schumacher, and Chris Claremont on pikes. Like some kind of shish-kabob of suck.