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Reality TV rant
Jun. 29th, 2005 09:09 amGood morning world.
OK, as most of you know, I am not exactly what anyone would call a fan of Reality TV. Don't get me wrong. I don't believe that the idea is without merit. I actually DO appreciate reality television that focuses in on educational themes - Colonial House, 1900 House, etc, were all quite brilliant in what they revealed about period life and how far removed modern people are. (read that as "modern peepul iz stoopid") And yes, I enjoy cooking shoes, etc. But when it comes to the more sensationalist crap such as Survivor, etc., I just wanna see all the tapes end up in a big landfill... no wait, not a landfill. Why create more polution? There MUST be a way to recycle them.
Now all that being said, I find myself torn in my view of one of the absolute worst of the worst. I am refering to none other than "Blow Out." For those of you who have not felt the anguish of being subjected to this, it is the reality TV show about a hair salon. Yes, I kid you not... a hair salon, in West Hollywood. Oh! The DRAMA! The ANGST involved with hair! The CONFLICTS between nelly stylists! Etc., etc., etc. No, I in no way endorse this show. It is awful. But, but, but... I gotta confess...
Even though I think that the owner Jonathon Antin is an arrogant ass...
Even though I think that Jonathon needs to get over himself, his ego, and his horrible treatment of his employees...
Even though I think he needs to be subjected to some sort of horrible management training seminar....
...I must confess my weakness. He is HAAAAAAAAWT! HOT! HOT! HOT! Regardless of how horrible the show is... regardless of how little I care about the anguish of the moose-that-just-didn't-set-right, I WANNA $*%$ THAT MAN IN ONE OF HIS SALON CHAIRS!!!!!!!!
I would do that hottie-bear!
I would pull his precious hair.
I would blow him with his dryer
I would blow him 'til I tire.
I would do that hottie-man
I would do that Jon-a-than!
HAWWWWWWT! I don't know why, but he just pushes all of my primal-man-sex buttons. Despite the fact that he acts like a total womanizer, all while sporting his annoying "gotta get along with the nelly queens in WeHo" swishiness, he is still hot-hot-HOOOOOOT!
I'm all flustered now... I gotta go moose...
OK, as most of you know, I am not exactly what anyone would call a fan of Reality TV. Don't get me wrong. I don't believe that the idea is without merit. I actually DO appreciate reality television that focuses in on educational themes - Colonial House, 1900 House, etc, were all quite brilliant in what they revealed about period life and how far removed modern people are. (read that as "modern peepul iz stoopid") And yes, I enjoy cooking shoes, etc. But when it comes to the more sensationalist crap such as Survivor, etc., I just wanna see all the tapes end up in a big landfill... no wait, not a landfill. Why create more polution? There MUST be a way to recycle them.
Now all that being said, I find myself torn in my view of one of the absolute worst of the worst. I am refering to none other than "Blow Out." For those of you who have not felt the anguish of being subjected to this, it is the reality TV show about a hair salon. Yes, I kid you not... a hair salon, in West Hollywood. Oh! The DRAMA! The ANGST involved with hair! The CONFLICTS between nelly stylists! Etc., etc., etc. No, I in no way endorse this show. It is awful. But, but, but... I gotta confess...
Even though I think that the owner Jonathon Antin is an arrogant ass...
Even though I think that Jonathon needs to get over himself, his ego, and his horrible treatment of his employees...
Even though I think he needs to be subjected to some sort of horrible management training seminar....
...I must confess my weakness. He is HAAAAAAAAWT! HOT! HOT! HOT! Regardless of how horrible the show is... regardless of how little I care about the anguish of the moose-that-just-didn't-set-right, I WANNA $*%$ THAT MAN IN ONE OF HIS SALON CHAIRS!!!!!!!!
I would do that hottie-bear!
I would pull his precious hair.
I would blow him with his dryer
I would blow him 'til I tire.
I would do that hottie-man
I would do that Jon-a-than!
HAWWWWWWT! I don't know why, but he just pushes all of my primal-man-sex buttons. Despite the fact that he acts like a total womanizer, all while sporting his annoying "gotta get along with the nelly queens in WeHo" swishiness, he is still hot-hot-HOOOOOOT!
I'm all flustered now... I gotta go moose...
