In reality, it’s a load of rubbish

It’s no good. I cant hide my secret I have been protecting for so many years any longer. It is time to come out of the proverbial closet and tell you my biggest grievance.

I HATE reality TV.

Phew! That feels better. I have been hiding that nugget of information for so long now, it feels so good to be out in the open finally where I can talk about my issues.

According to Wikipedia, the incomplete list of current reality TV “shows” is longer then the abridged version of War and Peace. The list covers a whole subject range of absolute tripe such as:

Shows about people being stuck in a house watched 24 hours a day acting like a bunch of egotistical idiots thinking the world thinks they are amazing. Actually, I agree. They are amazing. How the neanderthals manage the power of speech is beyond my comprehension. But they do it!

Shows about people being chased by the police who according to the dude with a set of teeth so white he couldn’t hide in a super dense black hole, tell us that they “always get their man”. So if you are a woman, do what you want. Chances are they wont catch you!

Then there are the shows about people with the singing ability of a frog with a particularly nasty head cold vying to be the next “One (s)hit wonder” before they take up cleaning for a living.

But if you are really in to your reality TV, you can watch a Z++++ list celeb trying to rekindle that once rubbish career by eating Womble crap on Wimbledon common while stroking a Kangaroo’s happy pouch in the name of not being voted off of the show.

The worst thing about that is that Orinoco never even gave permission for them to use his bodily-processed lunch…he planned to make a plate or something out of it later. Now someone has eaten it. I do believe (quite understandably) the kangaroo was happy to participate though.

I’m sorry, but I just don’t get it. And I know that people reading this will watch these shows, which if it is what works for you, my opinion is exactly that. Just my opinion. But if you wish to go to the comments page and tell me why you watch it, or why it works for you, please PLEASE do. I may see the light and understand why! Unlikely, but then, a teacher once told me I wouldn’t be a great guy when I was older…Boy, how wrong was he!

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