The Reality Of Reality TelevisionI watch a ton, and I mean a TON of reality television shows. Not the game shows like The Celebrity Apprentice but crappier shows like Mob Wives, The A-List, Real Housewives of New Jersey, etc. But lately one has caught my attention to the point of sheer aggravation from my husband. Dance Moms on Lifetime Television! Lawd help me, I love the cat fights and I love to hate the one mother that is obviously jealous of a kid that is about 8 or 9.
It's just amazing to me how much of a stage mother Kathy is to her little Vivvi-Anne! That poor kid has whined, bitched and moaned on my television how her mother wants her to be more of a star than she wants to be....Know what I smell? I smell the makings of a teen-aged rebellion in that house. You can't pressure a kid the way this mother drives this 6 year old baby girl! And let's be honest, the kid has some basic talent, but she doesn't have the drive to be anywhere the level of competition that the other kids have. I can't dance to save a drowning chicken, much less bend and twist and jump like those kids on the television do.
I'm just glued to the television and wonder what kind of people are these mothers that have invited cameras into the studio with their kids and a dedicated professional instructor who has been in the business for 25 years? All the back biting and bull shitting and "Oh if it's for Maddie, anything for Maddie!" crap that goes on week to week.
But lawd, yes, I want to laugh at them because they make my life look a bit on the normal side for a change! LOL!!
I know that there is better programming I could watch and blog about, but HEY! I am such a "Football Widow" that my husband will watch CANADIAN FOOTBALL if there are no other football games in America going on at the time.
Other reality shows I've watched, sure they've teetered on the brink of sucking out my last brain cell, but, heaven help me, Dance Moms is so sickening that I can't turn it off! I look forwards to each Wednesday night to see the new episode. I'll even record it while I watch it. Yeah, I got it bad.....
Published on 09/06/2011 in