Reality Bites

To quote King Theoden, "How did it come to this?" Of course, the King and his men were bracing for battle, and I only speak of reality television. But seriously, people. Are the suits at the networks just incredibly fucking lazy, or have they hit the nail on the head, and they are only giving the people what they want (in other words, meeting or exceeding their bottom line)?

Let me see, where to begin? Deion Sanders. Luther Campbell. Hulk Hogan. Brooke Hogan. Real Housewives. Date My Ex. I Love Money. New York. Well, you get the idea. Way too many shows to list.

I never bought in to shows like Survivor. So sue me. When I finally did cave in a little to the genre, it was only for Top Chef. You know, they actually have to cook something. Sure, there's always some minor drama or tension between the contestants, but I can live without that. I just want to see what they can cook. Mikey's Snickers and Cheetos masterpiece was the best Quickfire Challenge recipe ever!

Now back to shows like the train wreck that is the Deion Sanders show. What exactly is the appeal? Is it when you take a person, even a famous, rich person, and show the world a day in the life, the appeal is that they are human, just like you and I? You see Deion interacting with his hot wife, his kids, and you just sit back and let the hijinks ensue. For the most part, all I see is Deion roaming around his mansion on his little Rascal scooter thingy. Bor-ing.

If I didn't like to have the idiot box on while I'm doing my chores, I would have missed out on this current fad in American pop culture. Curse my weakness!