Having been out of the country for the past week in ignorant bliss, I returned to find one of my most detested and hated subjects of utter loathing back in action ...
What is it that makes my face contort into wrinkly rage spasms and makes me so irritable that I begin spewing random, incoherent nonsense that sounds like a high speed tape of a rabid chipmunk on E?
Effing Big Brother.
Hours of coverage of a bunch of absolute muppets doing stupid and humiliating things for a chance to be crowned King of the muppets, all convinced this is their chance to
show the world the talent and earn the fame they deserve do anything at all to claw their way desperately to the bottom rung of the Z-list ladder where they will then no doubt launch some sort of smelly perfume, have a crappy magazine column where they don’t actually comment about the world around them as much as tell everyone what’s going on in their own lives, and probably attempt (and fail) to launch a pop career.
They will then ironically end up on Celebrity Big Brother some years later, or some other ‘Celebrity’ version of a tv show, which, as everyone knows, is nothing more than a way for crappy Z-listers to desperately cling to their extended fifteen minutes of fame. Case in point – ‘Celebrity Salon’ on TV3, which stars such wonderful, popular, beloved celebs such as some woman who runs a modelling agency, and a nice lady who is a beauty and make-up consultant. Then there’s yer wan who didn’t win the Apprentice, and that ‘model’, Pippa something or other, who can usually be seen in the well respected and widely read
Irish Times Irish Independent MetroHerald, often in front of Stephen’s Green promoting something that requires her to be in a bikini. Gosh however did they get such top notch celebs? Like, who doesn’t know that lady who runs that modelling agency? I love her I do, particularly when she ... and she did ... well, there was that ... I’ll, eh, get back to you.
I digress; Big Brother. Shockingly bad. What once started out as a simple social experiment that allowed normal people like me and you to create their own drama is now a circus of fame hungry weirdos that are so ridiculous and dull that numerous degrading and stupid tasks are bestowed upon them in order to create entertainment. It is anything but ‘reality’; none of it is real. Thankfully, it is FINALLY coming to a screeching end, as this already dismal series is the last.
Don’t get me wrong – I’m a lover of car crash TV, it’s great to point at laugh at people, but there’s just something about Big Brother that I despise. I think it’s just the fame hungry aspect of it all, and the fact that I hate hate HATE people who are famous for doing nothing!!! And Big Brother has spawned dozens of these.
It also shoves it’s fat ass in the way of everything else – Friends, Scrubs, and co get pushed aside so we can watch these fools do stupid things. Then we can watch them sleep at two o’clock in the morning ... wow!
Its currently on Channel 4 ... I’ll stick with Glee on 3e.