Okay, I do not know who The Situation is or perhaps I should say, Mr. Situation. You see, I'm not really sure how someone becomes the "situation". I feel like the disorientated old person staggering around the grocery store parking lot looking for their car while asking, "What's a Bono or a Gaga?" Rather than a "whom". I only had the epiphany that I was totally ignorant of some very current popular culture and of whom The Situation is when I saw the following clip:
Then I have to deal with the fact that when people say they watch Jersey Shore, I judge them. I judge them like I judge crack addicts (Intervention), baby mamas (Teen Moms), jack asses (Jack Ass), cheaters (Cheaters and Temptation Island), dead-beat dads (Who's Your Daddy?), men whores (Rock of Love and Who Wants to Marry a Multi-Millionare), idiotic money grubbing "women" (The Real Housewives of fill in the blank), and over-privileged obnoxious teenagers (My Super Sweet 16).
Unfortunately, the list goes on and on and on and I suppose I am just as guilty as any other person who watches reality TV shows. My poison tends to include Storm Chasers, Top Chef, and Project Runway. I suppose the difference between the shows I watch and the shows I look down on is like comparing the amount of sugar in Sobe Mango Melon (29 grams) and Rock Star (31 grams). There is virtually no difference and in the end it's all staged and fiction is made reality. I do have to say that Michael C. on Project Runway was totally robbed, eeewww on Gretchen's designs, and Steve found a very chummy chum chum photo of Sean Casey and his nemesis, Reed Timmer from Storm Chasers on the red carpet, but I digress. What's real and what's not...This is when I am left with my thoughts drifting to the 2006 film, Idiocracy and wondering whether it will actually take us that long to reach that point...we might already be there.
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