I want to discuss reality dating shows. I enjoy a good reality show just as much as the next over-opinionated know-it-all. But “reality television dating” more closely resembles a cluster f^#k of human petri dishes than comedic entertainment.
After watching a few seasons of Flavor of Love, I Love New York, For the Love of Ray J, Real Chance of Love, and more recently, The Jersey Shore, my question is, “Why are we so enamored with has-been celebrities looking for a career revival on the backs of chicken-heads and never-were celebrities getting drunk and hooking-up?”
Seriously, even the most reserved church going farm girl turns trick by the end of the season in hopes of being the “one-and-only” for some D-list celebrity. Come on! These celebrities are searching for a long needed payday more than they are looking for love, commitment and whatever other B.S. these lifelong groupies claim they can provide.
I highly doubt, for instance, that Ray J has any issues meeting a companion if he’s truly in search of love. The benefit for him, Flavor Flav, Bret Michaels and other has-beens is a steady pay check and a brief rejuvenation of otherwise flat-lining careers. Careers that need serious mouth-to-mouth resuscitation – literally – ewww!
And it works!
The celebrity bachelors and bachelorettes gain new found fame, wealth and a new younger fan base; while the show’s participants act a fool, fight, f^#k and suck their way into confusion for high network ratings. And if they’re lucky, possibly gain a spinoff show that allows the world to see just how retarded they really are. (hmmm, does Tiffany Pollard aka New York come to mind?)
The rest ride the wave of the circus-like names given to them with the network logos in front, promoting club nights, charity basketball games, music videos and other life-fillers until their dully lit flames fades out for good. Well at least until a silly “Do you remember?” stunt and event show digs them back up.
Don’t believe me? Besides the new girls who stay plastered to the TV screen during current re-runs of these reality “love” shows, how many names of “loved” ones can you remember from all of your rundown melo-dramas? Do you remember the names of those individuals who gained two seconds of fame for selling their souls to play a role in an episode of the cheap and desperate?
Need a second? Like Kat William, don’t worry I’ll wait!
