It started as a social experiment – real people, living real lives with real cameras following their every move.
But the ‘experiment’ taught us little that we didn’t already know...
That people will do pretty much anything to have masses of other people know their name - that people would go to ever more humiliating and amoral lengths to win their fifteen minutes - and that ‘reality’ on television bears little reflection to the reality of our daily lives.
And out of this other reality came a whole new industry.
One that churned out ‘celebrities’ by the dozen, shifted magazines and launched a thousand lurid headlines. One that encouraged us to scrutinize, criticize and chastise strangers in the spotlight.
2000 years ago they put preening warriors in arenas with Lions and whooped and hollered as they were torn apart.
These days we put preening prima-donnas onto television screens and whoop and holler as they are torn apart.
But this industry is a hungry beast. And we are an insatiable audience.
Soon an argument wasn’t enough. Soon sex and sham relationships were not enough. Not even the mentally ill were spared the glare of the media circus.
The crowds kept braying… the channels kept chasing the ratings... the producers kept amping the drama - a sick puppy chasing it's tail, spinning ever faster, out of control, desperate for the next quick reality fix.
Countless ‘creatives’ are paid to scheme up ever more shocking scenarios and countless nobodies are queuing up to endure them, sold the lie that fame or even infamy can change your life.
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So where will it end?
Come on! It ends with blood. It ends with sacrifice. It ends tonight.
Tonight Kian Oduya died – but not before lifting the curtain on the puppetry that pushed it all to this point.
Five were cracked…only one was killed …the first, and I hope, last to die before your eyes.
The ultimate sacrifice to drag this horrible entertainment to it’s inevitable finale…
Tonight Kian Oduya died for all of your sins – the great martyr of Reality TV.
The one who surrendered himself to liberate you – Yes indeed, it ends tonight.
You’ve finally seen it – you’ve got what you’ve been waiting all this time for.
Summer’s dead.
Now Get Back To Reality.
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Showing posts with label humiliation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humiliation. Show all posts
Tuesday, 15 September 2009
Sunday, 2 August 2009
Cutting room floored 14:35
Now then, here's a thought.
Heaven forbid, but just imagine if BTR happened to come across some unseen footage from that particular day...Stuff that didn't make it into the actual episode...outtakes...the odd mislaid tape...left on a train, or something...
IF, such an impossible thing did happen, the conversation might have continued like this:
Emma: God she's so F###### sensitive. She can't take any critisism. It's like she thinks she better than you.
Kian: "Yeah, I know what you mean. And she is soooo boring. I can't remember having a single interesting conversation with her the whole trip.
Emma: And she leaches onto me like a bloody, um, leach. Every time I turn around, there she is.
Jude: Her boyfriend must be some kind of a nutter. What's he doing waiting all this long for God Squad? It's not exactly first prize is it!
All laugh.
But, as I say, that's just how it might have gone, if such a tape existed.
Heaven forbid, but just imagine if BTR happened to come across some unseen footage from that particular day...Stuff that didn't make it into the actual episode...outtakes...the odd mislaid tape...left on a train, or something...
IF, such an impossible thing did happen, the conversation might have continued like this:
Emma: God she's so F###### sensitive. She can't take any critisism. It's like she thinks she better than you.
Kian: "Yeah, I know what you mean. And she is soooo boring. I can't remember having a single interesting conversation with her the whole trip.
Emma: And she leaches onto me like a bloody, um, leach. Every time I turn around, there she is.
Jude: Her boyfriend must be some kind of a nutter. What's he doing waiting all this long for God Squad? It's not exactly first prize is it!
All laugh.
But, as I say, that's just how it might have gone, if such a tape existed.
Even her so called friends hate her 14:25
{claire and so called 'friend'} ---Celebrity status alert! Genius irony alert! BTR has been featured in an episode of WKS - Look mum I'm on the telly!!!!---
It was my gentle observations of Claire that made the cut - the last episode when she runs off blubbing. Oh Claire, Claire, Claire. The little kingFISHER. So sensitive to the critisism. So fragile.
Well tough titty sweet-pea. BTR accepts zero responsibility for telling it exactly like it is when it comes to the plastic people who actually take part in these shows. No siree.
The show is now becoming increasingly hysterical to watch - Emma is doing everything in her power to ditch Claire! But she just won't take the hint.
As far as I can tell, the only winner of Claire being on the show is her boyfriend. At least he gets some peace and quiet from her sexless whinings for a few weeks.
But seriously, is Claire-bear exuding some rank smell or something? Because her bus-buddies are anything but her buddies. In the epsiode we see Kian stumble across my humble blog, Claire gets a glimpse and storms off in proper tears. Didn't see Emma, Jude or Kian exactly falling over themselves to go and comfort her. Instead they had a bit of a giggle:
Emma: (Laughing - comparing C to Silke Kauffman) "It looks like her doesn't it?!"
Miaow.
Saturday, 20 June 2009
Sunday, 14 June 2009
Britain's Got... The Walmsleys 15:35
Jack Walmsley, 45 - "Our friends think we're crackpots".
When even your friends think you're totally mental, does that not give you a clue to how deranged you are?
Yes this is the sad story of the Walmsley family, who have decided that what the world definitely needs is a 24/7 live stream of their mundane and pointless lives.
The fact that they look like the bastard spawn of Sloth from the Goonies makes this an even more hideous proposition.
There's not even a clever idea behind it - if you're going to attempt some sub-big brother rip off at least make an effort.
Next time Walmsley's stick to radio. Or preferably contraception.
When even your friends think you're totally mental, does that not give you a clue to how deranged you are?
Yes this is the sad story of the Walmsley family, who have decided that what the world definitely needs is a 24/7 live stream of their mundane and pointless lives.
The fact that they look like the bastard spawn of Sloth from the Goonies makes this an even more hideous proposition.
There's not even a clever idea behind it - if you're going to attempt some sub-big brother rip off at least make an effort.
Next time Walmsley's stick to radio. Or preferably contraception.
Monday, 8 June 2009
Revealed: Dr Evil is BB10's series producer 08:55
Just three days in and BB10 has already revealed its makers to be evil beyond reproach. It seems a very long time ago when Big Brother was at least an attempt at a social experiment: All krypton factor experiments and chicken maintenance. Year on year the humiliation, mind gmaes and plain nastiness has ramped up, and now we have this: We'll tell you you've won a place in the house; you'll be excited beyond belief; endure running the gauntlet as you enter, nerves shred - Then, get this, we'll torture you all by telling you you have to 'win' the right to stay. Hilarious right? And so we find five members, dressed like Guantanimo detainees, lined up in front of the nation in some kind of vicious popularity contest. Poor old Benazir. When did nasty playground bullying become a byword for entertainment?
