According to Time Magazine, reality television is good for our culture and starring on one of these shows is a great career choice. Screw being the president, little girls! YOU NEED TO GET ON FLAVOR OF LOVE 4!!! Become president and they will just call you by your last name. Get on Flavor of Love and you might get called Pumpkin! I, like Time, believe reality television serves a purpose. In the wake of Survivor and CelebReality, scripted television entered its "golden age" because writers mocked the trashy genre. Simultaneously, Warhol's prophecies came to light... or so we thought. Heidi Montag's fame has seemed to gone from 15 minutes to 15,000 years. I love Warhol, trashy people, and scripted television, so I see reality TV as pop culture's savior from eternal sitcom boredom. Unfortunately, society has started to respect the folks on these shows. Rolling Stone now analyzes the importance of Jersey Shore and that Kate woman is getting a talk show. I love reality tv because it shows trashy outcasts acting fearlessly as themselves. I idolize these nut jobs because they ignore society and act like utter humans. They aren't afraid to spit in a face. Reality TV stars, at lease five years ago, were the same as Roman actors: disrespected, easy going, and themselves. They lived a scorn life while enjoying the freedom we all long to possess. The freedom to be ourselves. If we respect them, it's only a matter of time before old men in suits create lectures on New York and 8,000 wannabes kill each other to get into Yale's Lauren Conrad School of Professional Reality Catty Bitches. Pretentious jerks already ruined rock & roll. God, don't let them ruin Vh1.
Monday, March 8, 2010
OH THE HORROR! REALITY TELEVISION IS NOW AN ACCEPTABLE CAREER!
According to Time Magazine, reality television is good for our culture and starring on one of these shows is a great career choice. Screw being the president, little girls! YOU NEED TO GET ON FLAVOR OF LOVE 4!!! Become president and they will just call you by your last name. Get on Flavor of Love and you might get called Pumpkin! I, like Time, believe reality television serves a purpose. In the wake of Survivor and CelebReality, scripted television entered its "golden age" because writers mocked the trashy genre. Simultaneously, Warhol's prophecies came to light... or so we thought. Heidi Montag's fame has seemed to gone from 15 minutes to 15,000 years. I love Warhol, trashy people, and scripted television, so I see reality TV as pop culture's savior from eternal sitcom boredom. Unfortunately, society has started to respect the folks on these shows. Rolling Stone now analyzes the importance of Jersey Shore and that Kate woman is getting a talk show. I love reality tv because it shows trashy outcasts acting fearlessly as themselves. I idolize these nut jobs because they ignore society and act like utter humans. They aren't afraid to spit in a face. Reality TV stars, at lease five years ago, were the same as Roman actors: disrespected, easy going, and themselves. They lived a scorn life while enjoying the freedom we all long to possess. The freedom to be ourselves. If we respect them, it's only a matter of time before old men in suits create lectures on New York and 8,000 wannabes kill each other to get into Yale's Lauren Conrad School of Professional Reality Catty Bitches. Pretentious jerks already ruined rock & roll. God, don't let them ruin Vh1.
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