I kind of like Reality TV. Okay, so I don’t sit there with a bowl of popcorn yelling “fight fight” at the skanky drunk girls on Real World or Road Rules. But I do like the Biggest Loser and Real Housewives of (insert current city here).
In the beginning, Network Execs found a niche in the MTV community in which high school and college aged kids would spend hours upon hours to watch their alter egos down the drinks and dance the night away.
Then it got boring. So we moved on.
American Idol came at a good time – it breathed some life into the withering genre of Reality TV. Then came the other shows. Now some think that our society has been inundated with shows about other people’s lives, but I just think we have options. Now, if you don’t so much care about how people design clothes then you can watch people fight for the ultimate apprenticeship. If that doesn’t suit your fancy then click on over and watch ten women fight for the love of one fame-seeking runway modelesque bachelor. Oooh let the games begin.
Americans want, nay, neeeeed options. We love to choose what and who we watch. It’s just more fun that way. Where does the conversation go after you’ve exposed all the secrets your neighbors are hiding under your very nose? (newsflash – there are no secrets, we don’t live on Wisteria Lane people). So Reality TV steps in and gives us the juicy real world gossip we all just seem to lack. We have even coined a new term for people who are famous for well, uh…being famous.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Kim Kardashian – TV personality. And I think the Situation would somehow agree. With a fist pump perhaps?
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