Years ago
when the costs of creating TV shows forced producers and networks to develop
low-cost “Realty” shows, I had to watch some of them because one of my
advertising clients was Planned Parenthood. Over the years in buying media,
particularly TV spots, we always considered the content of shows.
With our
target market being women 18-24, shows like The Bachelor and Bachelorette, My
Big Fat Obnoxious Fiance, and older shows like Cheers, Friends and Sex in the
City appeared to be perfect for PP, but many crossed the line when it came to
political correctness or sexually appropriate behavior.
I don’t know
if you, dear reader, watch The Bachelor. Maybe they watch The Bachelorette. I
promised myself that I would watch neither. But Monday night I was taking care
of my little grandson and stumbled on
I wasn’t sure
it was smart to let a 9 month old tyke watch a 28-year old man dating 16 women
on TV, but the other viewing options involved grizzly murders, hoarders, pregnant
teenagers, blood sucking teenagers, blood sucking politicians, obnoxious chefs
and haricots verts. I learned recently
haricot verts are just skinny green beans, but haricots verts (pronounced
harry-ko-vair) sounds more impressive. I guess.
Kaz and I watched the Bachelor, Sean Lowe, face 14 rejected ladies, most of whom inexplicably cheered the man they had hoped to marry. Maybe they were just relieved they didn’t actually have to stand at an alter and say, “I object.”
Kaz and I watched the Bachelor, Sean Lowe, face 14 rejected ladies, most of whom inexplicably cheered the man they had hoped to marry. Maybe they were just relieved they didn’t actually have to stand at an alter and say, “I object.”
All but one
was easy on The Bachelor. She insisted that Sean told her that he had no feelings
for the contenders, Catherine and Lindsey. I was puzzling over why attractive
women would bother with a man who was simultaneously dating twenty four other
potential wives and wondering why there were no Wheaties or Viagra commercials
airing, but Kaz seemed fascinated so I put the remote down.
I explained
the show to Kaz. “The series revolves
around a single bachelor (deemed eligible) and a pool of romantic interests
(typically 25 of them to begin with), which could include a potential wife for
the bachelor,” I said.
Kaz, a
bachelor himself, acknowledged my explanation with a nod and carefully bit the
leg of a stuffed animal, which I took as his way of asking me to continue.
“Each new Bachelor episode contains a
rose ceremony during which one or more contestants is eliminated. Eliminations
are based upon “date performance” (i.e., how the women relate to the bachelor
on the dates). The bachelor must follow a process of elimination wherein his
pool of bachelorettes is narrowed down week by week by presenting a rose to
each of the women he wishes to keep.”
Kaz pointed
excitedly at the rose and jumped up and down in his KCS (Kaz containment
system). At first I thought, Wow! He’s really into this!
Then I
realized the rose reminded him of food.
Shoes, books, clouds, mail boxes … well, pretty much anything he sees also
reminds him of food, so it’s hard to tell if he was championing any particular
woman.
I’m not going
to comment further on this season’s event. I don’t want to ruin the ending for
you. But in case you’ve successfully avoided this accident-you-can’t-look-away-from
addiction, The Bachelor is an American reality television dating
game show that debuted 11 years ago on ABC and spawned two more similar tear
jerkers: The Bachelorette and Bachelor
Pad.
In the end,
(next Monday night) the bachelor may select only one woman for the final rose.
In previous seasons, several of the bachelors have proposed, and one bachelor selected no one.
After 10
years of ABC matchmaking — 16.5 completed seasons of The Bachelor and
eight seasons of The Bachelorette, three out of 24 “official” couples are still
together. That’s 12.5%. Not good! As of
the end of season 16, none of the bachelors has married the woman to whom he
presented the final rose.
Of course
it’s all scripted. It’s ridiculous. It’s
vapid. It’s Kaz’s secret shame. He and I have a boys-night-in date for next
Monday night. Kaz has just got to find out whether Sean is going to propose to
Catherine or Lindsey.
Very funny account! I agree, and was eventually able to look away from that train wreck myself. For the little ones, I recommend our DVD "Kook Kook" by The Kazooks for imaginative children's entertainment. Handcrafted kids songs and videos by a dad; available at www.thekazooks.com if you want to check it out! Thanks
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