Today I got "The Guardian." As I always do. I like the paper because of its view on things and because of the supplements you get each day. On Mondays, you get media. Now don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with the media, in fact, I read the supplement with interest to see what job openings they have in the big providers and to have a little nosy at goings on, but it was frustratingly predictable that they'd have a full page dedicated to "The X Factor/Strictly."
This whole reality TV show idea that we've all got into is soooo boring. I mean, who would seriously want to watch 50 men stuck in a vault with only a Chocolate Bar??? Or 2 Z-List Celebrities trying to resurrect their careers by dressing up in leotards and drag? (Cough, George Galloway, subject of ridicule for weeks afterwards.)
My point its bad enough HAVING reality TV about without the media gossiping on "who is better the scouser who has a persona but can't sing or the next Whitney Houston with the personality and outgoing nature of a sponge?? Let's just hope the phase blows over...
... after six weeks of Celebrity Big Brother and Soapstar Superstar pencilled into start right at the beginning of January. Natch.
