Why I Hate Reality TV.


Have you ever found yourself blindly switching channels, unconsciously hoping for some brainless entertainment? Eventually, it strikes you; TV is flooded with variety of atrocities: Made in Chelsea, Jersey Shore, The Only Way is Essex. Those TV shows are not only able to successfully contribute to deterioration of a spectator’s brain cells, but also strongly influences those who have been cursed with lack thereof.

Reality TV being widely accessible and frequently aired has tragically become a crucial factor in every kid’s intellectual development. Children who are yet to learn to distinguish falsity of television are prone to believe everything they see on the screen. As a result over the next decade society will reach a whole new level of sheer stupidity and ignorance. Bless you if you are able to tell bad TV from good TV. Conversely, condolences to those who visually devour the genre in which ‘unscripted’ and ‘actual’ situations or occurrences make you want to buy yourself a one-way ticket to Alaska.

Reality TV is essentially just a poor attempt to create a programme in which characters are supposed to be ‘real life’ people whom the spectator can identify themselves with. The idea might seem interesting; showing a person struggling with same problems as an average individual would bring some kind of comfort and reassurance. Unfortunately, as we live in a world of consumerism, fading appreciation for intellectual values and increasing affinity with sensual pleasure, reality TV producers have learned to live up to the expectation of the masses, hence the rather preposterous depiction of ‘reality’ in television.

Instead of showing real life people, reality tv chooses to show the contrary. Let us take Made in Chelsea as an example: a group of privileged young adults whose biggest problems revolve around two-faced frenemies, saying most ridiculous things in an even more ridiculous accent. Each episode consists mostly of close-ups of street names around Chelsea and names of the most fashionable venues. On the other hand there is Geordie Shore, whose characters do not care about their image and show yet another example of an extreme party lifestyle not necessarily appealing to viewers. Reality TV is just the genre where pretentiousness and ostentatiousness meets vulgarity and obscenity. Consequently, it is a hodgepodge of everything that is wrong in the world.

Diversity in reality TV is impressive nonetheless. Every time a new show is aired, it magically manages to be worse than the previous one.  As much as I do not mind the occasional stupefaction, I think that reality TV gets continually more undeserved attention than Kate Middleton’s uterus.


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