During this weekend's barbeques, reality TV came up several times.
On Sunday, there was huge talk of American Chopper and the father and son war that developed over time. Was their falling out a result of the show? Money? Over-exposure?
We asked the same about Jon and Kate Plus 8. That show was like documenting a disaster. Frame by frame.
On Monday, the girls babbled about The Real Housewives of New Jersey.
"I want to punch Teresa in the face," I said.
"I want Caroline to be my mom," K said.
"Me too!" I squealed.
"I've also been watching Jersey Shore." K said.
Her husband rolled his eyes.
"I don't watch Jersey Shore. But I do watch Jerseylicious," I said.
"What is Jerseylicious?" S asked.
It went on like that. We talked about who we liked and didn't like and questioned how much editing was at fault for making these people look so stupid and mean.
"The thing is everyone wants to be on television," M said.
"I don't want to be on television," I said.
"Then I'm going to make it my life's goal to get you on TV. I'll just bring a camera crew here and we'll film everyone eating macaroni and cheese..."
Aye aye aye.
Anyhow, during two seperate cookouts on two separate days, reality TV was a big part of the conversation.
What is it about reality TV that makes us watch?
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