Enough with the Reality Already!

I have never been a "reality" TV kind of person.  If I'm going to slow down long enough to watch TV, I don't want reality.  The news is the only real reality I don't mind watching.  Well, once in a blue moon I will watch Pawn Stars, but that's only because they have cool stuff that is interesting to see.  But, there are so many things I don't want to see on my TV.

In all sincerity, I really don't care what the "Housewives of" any community are doing if they haven't contracted one of my companies to provide a service.  No offense ladies. 

I'm not interested in the Jersey Shore unless I'm on vacation.  I will never log in Louisiana or pan for gold in Alaska.  Interesting scenery though.

I don't want to know what somebody left in their storage locker before skipping town.  Well, if it was Jimmy Hoffa I might be interested, but beyond that I don't really care.   I don't want to see somebody get their truck and boat repossessed unless they're dropping them by my bank for a super low price.  

I don't want to see shoddy construction work that Mike Holmes is going to fix.  I can see shoddy construction within walking distance of my house, and in many causes my company gets to fix it without camera crews in the way.   I really don't want to see spiders as big as a baseball, or a snake wrapped around a water heater, or a rat eating lunch from the back of a local favorite restaurant or an alligator in a swimming pool.

I know, I'm just not with it, but when I walked into a convenience store today and saw the inaugural edition of "Crime Times" I knew we had reached the epoch of narcissism.  This rag is full of mug shots of local criminals.  The publication has broken down the mug shots by location and date of arrest. 

Most look like, well, criminals, but a few looked like glamor shots.  I could hardly believe the young women who were dressed to the nines, runway hair, makeup perfect and positioned for the ultimate glamor pose.  I can hear them now, "No, no, wait, how's this?  Should I pout a little?  Maybe if I do that smokey eye thing it would be better. Give me a minute while I fix my makeup."

Whatever happened to "Stand there.  Be quiet.  Look up.  Hold this sign in front of your chest.  Don't smile, you're under arrest.  You're not auditioning for a reality show!" 

No, count me out of the reality craze.  I have enough reality in my life everyday.  Oh yeah, whatever happened to that "Millionaire Real Estate" show?