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The Days Of Our Lives

The past...the present...the future!

Of retarded reality shows and a request to their producers

 
I like VH1. I've liked it ever since I was in Bangalore doing my internship; when I was living in a house with some 12 other batchmates of mine - and we had only one TV. We all unanimously used to watch VH1. Morning, night - we used to watch it all the time. These days, I sometimes have the TV on for some background noise and what better than to watch skimpily-clad women dance about with music playing. (More of that later for me ;) )

Anyway, VH1 has some pretty retarded shows related to musicians (which is probably because musicians are supposed to make music; not talk about their homes and all), an exception being 'Pimp My Ride' (I dunno why they show it on VH1 though). Today, I just switched to VH1 and saw this show called 'The White Rapper Show' (I'm sure it has a shady inspiration behind it). This show had some 10 white guys/gals pretending to be the next (you guessed it) 'White Rapper' (sheesh!!)

The 10 of them were split in 2 groups and had to go about their ghetto doing rap infront of the local black boys and some old grandpas probably wanting to catch up on some sleep and being rudely interrupted by these bozos making sure not only did they not let them sleep but also tortured them by making them listen to their 'talent'. The only saving grace - one of them did seem like the next Eminem;he dressed like him too. And at night, they showed the 'rappers' getting right in the characters by getting completely drunk and calling each other the N* word. Wow. This show is sure to take away the 'idiot' from the idiot box!!

If only it ended with that, this post would not have been there; but no, like all reality shows, there had to be an elimination round - in which 1/2 the 'pennywises' were confined to a room (which was all white...ZOMG, can this show get any worse?!) and made to write lyrics to be recited rapped in front of the I-have-no-expressions-whatsoever host/judge. To think the Enimem wannabe would easily stand out was an understatement; it seems our wannabe friend didn't write any lyrics at all (WTF!), which made the host/judge blurt out explicits and make completely brainless outbursts such as 'This is not a game!' (Really Einstein??)

All in all, good stuff. My faith in the retarded-ness of reality shows is completely reinstated. Which brings me to the second part of my post (read the title carefully). A word to the producers who pour money in this garbage - "The next you feel like putting your extra dollars to good use, GIVE IT TO ME!!" (I'll give you a hug in return.)
 
This entry was posted on Monday, June 16, 2008 at 9:21 AM.
 
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