While I was attempting to discover a witty name for this blog (ultimately I failed…my partner in crime came up with the wonderfully snarky title) I first saw that the definition of reality is “the state of things as they actually exist.” I laughed out loud. For us, as a society, to accept that what the media calls “reality television” as true reality is absurdly laughable. Sure, if it’s caught on camera it happened in one sense or another, but whose reality is it? The Bachelor, My Super Sweet Sixteen, Survivor, and Keeping Up with the Kardashians certainly aren’t my reality. The Real World may portray the stereotypical lives of many young people, but seriously who lives in a house with a pool table, hot tub, and 20 cameras watching them have sex? (If you said “Oh I do!” please just stop reading this. You probably aren’t going to like what we have to say).
But reality television is here to stay. There are so many manifestations of it that it’s not going anywhere soon. So this blog is the collaboration of two ex-college roommates (we didn’t divorce each other, we just graduated from college). We don’t claim to be above reality television because we, like so many others, watch it every night and then text each other about it. All we are doing in this blog is creating a dialog on the insanity and hilarity of reality TV shows, and maybe once in awhile questioning why we care about it at all. We will also bestow weekly awards on noteworthy events in reality TV and the greater realm of pop culture. I mean, hell, we’ll just talk about whatever we want pretty much. Please attempt to enjoy our posts, and if you don’t you probably wouldn’t like us anyway. :)
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