Reality my ass. I’m sick of the sh!t. And by that, I mean the “reality” being shown on TV.
I’m not talking about all of it. Some reality television programming is designed to serve a purpose, even convey a message. I’m talking about those inescapable reality shows that dominate the idiot box [Television, for those born after 1990]. From Kim Kardashian’s multi million dollar, made for TV wedding to her boyfriend of 8 months, all the way over to “So You Think You’ve Got Talent To Dance In America As A Real Basketball Wife Of [Name Your City]“, the majority of the reality shows that inundate TV’s primetime hours and fill up the weekend time slots with marathon episodes, all have gotten on my final nerve. And, the nerve of the participants to allow people to refer to them as stars. I have a hard time figuring out why some of these reality show cast members have been given the name tag “celebrity”, only to bring “celebrity” down to the level of the lowest common denominator.
I don’t care if they really have talent. I figure if they really do, in reality – someone will notice.
What I do care about is the countless streams of “mindless entertainment” that many of today’s youth now consider to be today’s “reality”. It may very well be the new reality that to be a topic of conversation and gain anyone’s attention, one must deliberately place themselves at the hands of television producers, and live out [edited] parts of your life in front of a camera, hoping that people can relate, conversate (yes I said conversate; if you watch reality shows then it will make perfect sense) and particpate, in the co-ordinated “youtubery” that these reality stars are now subjecting us to.
If that’s your thing to watch or get involved in, the reality is; it’s not reality.
If you didn’t know this, welcome to real life.
If you don’t care if it’s reality or not and have no problem wasting your life watching,
Then you need to get a real life and face reality.
I guarantee that you won’t get anywhere near real life trying to find it in reality shows.
But, then again, that must be why I too find myself watching even when I have real life things to do…
To get away from thinking about real life.
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But, I digress.
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Troy Monaco | @troymonaco on twitter.
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