By golly, all the reality shows on television these days make it hard to escape from, well, reality.
Some of us prefer to see real actors in real make-believe shows. Keep your "Survivor," "Celebrity Apprentice" and, especially, your Kardashians - give us James Arness on "Gunsmoke" or even Jim Parsons on "The Big Bang Theory." James and Jim are talented - Kim and the Donald, not so very much so.
This week brought the news that Bristol Palin has a new reality show. Now, as far as we know, Bristol's claim to fame so far is a third place finish on "Dancing With the Stars." "Life's a Tripp" will apparently focus on her role as a single mom to the son she had with Levi Johnston (Wasn't he supposed to have a reality show, too?)
Bristol's show got off to a rocky start, though, when ex-Disney star Kyle Massey filed suit, claiming he'd come up with the idea originally. Well, someone should be sued for coming up with the idea, but we're not sure that's what is happening here.
It would be a shame, though, if this bad an idea was stolen to boot.
It is just not apparent what the appeal of reality shows is. The various "Real Housewives" and "Bridezillas" seem intent on finding the most unpleasant people doing the most unpleasant things to friends, strangers, relatives and future in-laws. These shows reflect the evolution of television from a medium of ideals to one of crassness at all costs.
We've gone from "Father Knows Best" to he's an idiot and he better keep his mouth shut about this upcoming wedding.
What is most troubling is the nagging thought that some of these shows might actually reflect the reality of their stars' lives. Now there's a frightening idea.
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