the stick, the stone and the puddle

the less time i have for tv the more i wonder how some shows ever get approved to be televised. last night, as i was on my way to get some water and i, unfortunately, take notice of what was playing on tv, a show called paris hilton’s my new bff. a show about the exhaustive search for a new best friend by the oldest grandchild of the hilton’s chairman, baron hilton. it’s not the first ‘reality’ show in little paris’s portfolio, but sure is one of the ‘greatest’ ones. without going into my opinion of reality shows and to the extent they have degraded ever since they first appeared, but this particular show is stupefying.

first off, who in their right mind would ever sign up for a show to essentially beg someone on national tv to be their friend. how much would they know about her to be convinced they even want to be friends with her? how pathetic does your life have to be to willingly share far to many aspects of your life in front of little paris only for her to decide whether or not she is willing to accept you as a friend, well bff that is. i ended up catching a few minutes of the show until my water bottle filled-up. enough to catch paris tell the girl she just kicked off the show that ‘she loves her’. why would you kick her off then, if you do love her?

i’m not sure if i was in the girl’s shoes if i would feel relieved or upset. afterall, paris ‘loves her’, well ‘loves her’ enough to send her packing. the whole thing kinda leaves me scracth the right side of my head with my left hand. self-respect must be low on the charts of priorities for the contestants. afterall, in the end they are fighting over who gets to spend time with paris hilton. agreed, she’s ‘famous’, rich and definitely on the vip lists for way to many clubs. life will probably not be boring by hanging out with her. entertainment is definitely high on the list of many, but how boring must one’s life have to be to willingly accept, in case you win the contest, the rights to be paris’s new bff based on a tv contest? what about the other ‘wonderful’ contestants, how should they feel at the end? i guess life is, sort of, great for them, afterall they’re weren’t good enough to be the new bff; although perhaps they should take pride in that. i’m wondering the qualities the winners must have, but then again not enough to watch the show. althought i guess willingness to shoot videos should be high on the list of ‘first’ things to do once the show is over. coke anyone?

it’s also sad for those who have nothing better to do than watch the show. yes, eventually the contestants may have an excuse, they’re all americans willing to do anything for money. but the rest of you? how boring must life be if the best thing on tv to watch is this show? making money out of watching the show is out of the question, better yet you’re wasting valuable time when you can be doing pretty much anything else and you’ll still get more out of it. regardless of the reasons for watching this, you’re still watching the show.