Entertainment is one thing; wasting your own life is another.
If you could see me now, I’m shaking my head in disbelief. Even as oil spews into the gulf and a war rolls on, what’s making news again is some well-coiffed single guy and his made-for-TV girlfriend have called off their engagement.
I ask you: why does anyone besides their immediate family and best friends care? And while I’m thinking about it, could I have a show of hands of how many people actually are surprised?
I once watched “The Bachelor” as a sort of bonding experiment with a college-aged daughter. I’m sure what enjoyment she could have garnered from this activity was lost because I couldn’t restrain my guffaws, sighs and outright cackles over the stupidity of it all.
A romance, calculated to end in the middle of TV rating sweeps, consisted of lavish picnics, helicopter rides and candlelit dinners. As the TV cameras rolled, the handsome guy was supposed to find his life partner.
Here’s a better idea. Let’s have a reality show where the people have to deal with tangled Christmas lights. Or sit next to a jerk who won’t show up in a crowded movie theater. Or traffic that results in missing the kickoff of the big game. Then we can see how the two deal with a little of life’s disappointments.
Once the camera lights were gone, and the staged dates were over, evidently reality without the TV were too much for Jake and Vienna. Geez, what a pity we’ll never get toÂ watch their wedding.
But here’sÂ anotherÂ idea. Let’s have some real entertainment or let’s just turn off the TV during these idiotic “reality TV” shows and live our own lives.
Instead of waiting for the final rose, we could go out and smell some.