The modern world is drunk on reality TV. We’re hell-bent on anointing faux-celebrities for every vertical – from crab fishing to hair styling. While certain cultural categories have always fostered industry champions (think chef Jacques Pepin), do we really need to forcedly crown a Hulk Hogan for every profession?
Or more accurately, a Giuseppe Franco?
The answer is no.
I admittedly enjoy Top Chef, but before the show launched, there was already a competition for culinary respect and admiration. It was called the restaurant business.
These days, many of our “informational” TV channels are encroached by the ominous, creeping edge of idiocratic shadow. Even the History Channel is reaching out to reality TV lemmings with Top Shot, which premiered June 6:
Apparently, even marksmanship requires an uncomfortably forced storyline.
Firearms have been around since the 12th century AD. Marksmanship has been around nearly as long. Why bastardize it by squeezing it into the reality TV mold? You could do so much more for the audience with a brief history lesson and a touch of creativity.
It gets worse with Nat Geo’s Repossessed. That’s right – a show that glamorizes the Repo Man.
You know, they had something like that in the early ’90s:
Wake me up when someone debuts Next Top Trash Collector or Dancing with the CraigsList Hookers.