Enough Reality!

I don't know whether Isaiah Mustafa
has his own reality series or not,
but it wouldn't surprise me.

Am I the only person in the world who is sick-to-death of reality shows? I mean, really. Swamp People? Mob Wives? "Real" Housewives of any city in America, and Moonshiners? Apparently, as soon as you manage to get your fifteen minutes of fame, cable networks will coming running to your door, offering you a platform for your own reality TV show. I can't take it any more.

I ignore most of them, since I can choose not to flip to those stations and give those shows my ratings. I can usually adopt my live-and-let-live attitude toward them. But this morning, when I saw that crass, bullying, despicable Russell from Survivor now has his own show on A&E, I thought I might throw a chair against the wall. I can't stand it anymore.

What has our society come to when skanks, bullies, and moronic people suddenly get rewarded with riches and fame for being crass, skanky, and mean? Do we really find this entertaining?

I, for one, am on strike. I refuse to watch any more "reality" TV and will not give these shows my ratings. I'd like to boycott the stations that air them, too, but that means I'd never turn on my TV again. Maybe that's not a bad idea...

Enough reality, already. I'm done.