So Big Brother is Back and....?
what?!?!? Its back and its as tragic as ever but is it as bad as watching paint dry or watching a car crash. Some people take joy from both of these and Big Brother generally has both in abundance. So what is it we love so much about it? Is it the constant (or so it seems) arguing amongst never before known idiots (for legal reasons I feel I must point out that not all of the housemates are idiots. I'm sure theres one out there somewhere in the world history of the reality TV show who is not an idiot), or the prospect that the bird with the big tit will get 'em out, or even that the odd strange couple craving fame and will do anything for it will have sex on the TV in front of the hypnotised nation, or is it something else.
I personally think its the worlds fear of missing out. No body ever wants to be the one left out of the conversation the next day when everyone in the canteen, at the bus stop, in the office, etc is talking about what Rachel did to Stephanie or how Alex shouted at that blind fella for no reason, etc, etc, etc. Its FEAR of missing these things and not being able to join the debate, FEAR of not being able to express your own opinion and FEAR of not having a thing to look forward to over the next few months that you can share with your friends and colleagues. But I say this, you are better for not having to have to watch what the latest goings on are in the world of Big "I want to be famous but dont stand a chance" Brother contestants. I have watched it for a couple of days in the hope that it would be entertaining and to give yet another chance but to no avail. Big Brother is failing to entertain me again and I am bored already. Its a shame because there is still many many weeks to go still. I am free as are you (hopefully) just like a smoker is free when he has no cigarette in his mouth pulling him into the world of nicotine addiction which is as bad as the junkie stuff used by the dossers of the world. you are free like a caged animal just released back into the wild, like a school child let loose for the summer holidays. you can say yes to party invitations and evening cinema showings knowing full well that you wont be itching to get back and see what has just happened to Mario, etc.
So my rant is over for today but do feel free to come back for others
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