...I like watching crazy people mingle. It's a morbid fascination of mine...
"I just rappelled down a thirty story building! I'm in love!" Said Crazy Michelle, from this season of The Bachelor.
Ten min earlier she was saying, "I hate heights, I'm going to barf!"
ABC should re-name The Bachelor, Pretty People on Life-Endangering Dates. No. Really.
You're not in love, dear crazy one, it was adrenaline. (Haha). The chemical response of a rush you endured with someone attractive, who was no doubt even more attractive while suspended at vertigo-inducing heights above Los Angeles.
And what's with the backpacks? Did they contain parachutes?? I hope so.
Come on people–caves full of God know's what, dinner in the middle of a Costa Rico pond on a sinking island... piranhas anyone?
(SNAP SNAP SNAP).
I wince whenever they enter the jungle on a date. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like The Bachelor and The Bachelorette—I like watching crazy people mingle. It's a morbid fascination of mine. But, seriously, whatever happened to dinner and a movie or conversation over cabernet?
Maybe I am old-fashioned or terribly boring. I just don't think that an analogy can be drawn between zip-lining in the Jungle and future relationship trials. Sure, it's emotional and frightening, but, arguments happen frequently, hurling yourself toward the jungle floor at mock 0.4 does not. And if it does, you must be a Navy SEAL or something.
Experiencing life and maintaining a relationship isn't about extremes, oh contra-re, it is about keeping things interesting and functional through the mundane day-to-day activities. That is the real challenge.
Anyways, I just think my proposed title,"Pretty People on Life-Endangering Dates," would be more fitting, unless of course The Bachelor, leaves as a Bachelor. Again.
well said. i know the show is heavily edited and mostly useless for finding true love and yet i cannot stop watching it. and i drag my poor husband down with me, every monday night at 7 p.m. poor scott.
ReplyDeleteIt is the same phenomenon that causes normal, mostly sane people to pull over and gawk at train wrecks. In fact, the traffic folk routinely report that a certain accident is causing a "gawkers slowdown." We just can't help wanting to see how bad, bad can be. About 14 years ago a good friend of mine arranged for me to fly a Northwest 727 simulator at their training facility in Eagan. After successfully landing a couple of times I couldn't help but want to super-size my experience. I asked for a worst case scenario, you know, when all the engines catch fire on take off, at night, in the fog. It's fun to experience a disaster when you know you can walk away any time and have a cold beer. Second best is watching someone else crash and burn. It's gotta come from the slightly dark side of human nature.
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ReplyDeleteI miss watching Blind Date episodes late at night. Those were simpler times when people were just people and the dates were only unique because of the comical text bubbles. As soon as Fifth Wheel and it's sleazy siblings came on, I knew things were only going to go down hill from there.
ReplyDeleteWord, brother. I caught an episode of Cops in a Wyoming bar the other day... brought back some memories...
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