Is Reality TV Real?

What with the modern enhancements they have with voice tuning and Lycra, tofu and paramedics skills at ice skating rinks, who needs an imagination.

Gone are the days of trying to figure out that the butler did it and small pieces of paper wrapped around your fingers.  Angela Lansbury lasted for years, Agatha Christie managed to have a Murder wherever Poirot or Marple were drinking tea out of fine china.

I blame Eric Arthur Blair who in 1948 managed to redesign Television programming for 60 years in the future.  Big Brother is watching, George you may be a genius in the literacy department and an all round good egg, according to the Always Correct Wikipedia, but I blame you.

However I could quite as easily blame Delia Smith for Cant Cook Wont Cook, in that case don't cook.  Mr Hilton billionaire hotelier with a pug for a daughter, I blame you for three in a bed, booooooo.  Not to mention Chris Torville and Jane Dean for winning British gold medal a million years ago at the Olympics, I blame you for Singing to the stars on ice.  However bringing it back to bare bones John Logie Baird, I think we can actually blame you, all of the above is your fault.

Media types, those people who commission this stuff have now be grabbing onto the smallest idea, Reality, for years and years.  “I have an Idea for a TV programme, lets stick a camera on the end of a ferrets nose and follow it wherever it goes.” A hit on some obscure little Mongolian subscription based cabellite TV station” Bonuses all around and then lets syndicate it to the rest of the planet, granted America will buy anything, except Cheryl Cole, I have a stick up my hole.

In answer to the question, Is Reality TV Real, No.  Unless you think The Only Way Is Essex is a fly on the wall.

Rant over.