Surfing thru the channels of my tube to find something to kill boredom, I see glimpses and pieces of what has become America’s top programming today: “ Reality” TV or is it? We shall fathom with the question:

What is reality?

I believe reality is the point of view seen thru the eye of the beholder, because what may be real for me, doesn’t necessarily be real for you too, for example:

There is this woman, who is in desperate need to find a soul mate (lover, partner, you name it) and she decides (or the TV production company decides it for her) to go on national television searching for this “special someone” who by the way, may be a girl or a boy…Heck, both!

Maybe this is as real as it gets for her to really find love; lets suppose for a moment that a simple going out to a club to meet some people didn’t work for her. She may have spoken to all of her friends (if she has them) for them to hook her up with some sweet, caring, loving and gentle boy/girl and this simply didn’t work either. Maybe she joined so many other people (or so the ads say) to meet singles on line, that like her, were oh so lonely and unhooked and apparently this didn’t work for her either. Staring at her, I really didn’t think she was so ugly looking as for this to stop her from meeting this MR/MRS right simply just by sharing a book story at Borders or by asking them to allow her thru at the JC Penney line. I mean, why did this girl need to go on a humiliation quest to publicly admit that on her own, she couldn’t find this “special someone” and needed for a television production company to find them for her. Of course, this is I playing into this woman’s “reality”. and then ask myself, did she even see this people before they were all put into this “real” house for her to choose? I mean, if I had to make out with a bunch of people I don’t know, at least I can see them beforehand and pick em right? …

Even worse, where did these people come from to play into this “ reality” of begging, crying and fighting for this girl they don’t even know? Maybe (this is me thinking) like her their “ reality” was as lonely as hers and not even meeting singles on line worked, (which I believe that if that didn’t work for me I would probably go a television production company and beg for them to have mercy on me too) and they need TV to hook them up at last. All in all, as we see, this may be really real for all these people, and it may be really real for those who watch it. Of course I truly believe that those who have been unlucky in love and hope that like Mrs. Tequila, a bunch of very good looking strangers would fight for them too, hook into this “ reality” thru the tube, experience it as their “ reality” as well. Sure, I don’t see it as reality and keep changing the channel and find Mrs. Hilton in desperate need to find a new BFF (of course I had to look up the definition of BFF, I love playing with acronyms, but some how BEST FEMALE FRIEND or BE FANCY FOREVER, didn’t quite convince me I was correct) made me rethink the whole “ reality” thing once again. Can it be that hard to find a BEST FRIEND FOREVER on a Walgreen’s or Borders? (Please have in mind, these are the places I love to do nothing in, that’s why I mention them so much) it depends I guess, I mean if I had very little money as she does, I would be traveling the world and making friends in different places (or so I think) and have different BFFs because whenever I needed to see them voila! Get on my daddy’s plane and spend a day with them. Sure but maybe this is not her “reality” maybe its much more difficult for her being that she’s famous and all, and maybe her “friends” want her fame, money or her cd’s for free. What better way to look for a new, faithful, true, and down to earth, in good or bad friend than to go on national television to look for them? And we start the “reality” circus of fights, tears and snots once again. Yet for some reason, I think, they have much more of a reason to be in those brawls for this potential BFF, not only because they may fly to anywhere in the world, stay in the best hotels, meet a bunch of celebrities and receive very expensive gifts, let alone party really hard! But they may receive their very own cd or perfume autographed! Wow! That got me thinking…

Where do I sign to become Paris’s new BFF?