As we know, you can pretty much get a reality TV show these days for picking your nose in public. My attention was drawn this week to "Raising Sextuplets". A seemingly normal (but obviously narcissitic) couple, have sextuplets, and are now in the obligatory throes of separation.
Now, only having three kids, I can't imagine what it must be like raising six, especially when they're all the same age, but a reality show? I mean, we've had "John and Kate plus Eight" and the one about the Duggers who I think, have reached the 20 milestone. So my immediate reaction to "Raising Sextuplets" was "Only six kids? What's so special about that?"
And then it hit me. Nothing. There's nothing special about reality TV anymore. Given that it's called reality TV, we shouldn't be expecting too much, but even when it's real people, there's usually something a little extraordinary about them. Like the normal couples in Wife Swap for example - all barking mad and very compelling TV viewing. Voici -
A reality show about a real estate agent sounds a bit erm, mind-numbingly dull, until you learn that the "star" Jeff Lewis, is a bloody nut case, treats his staff appalingly, and has had so much work done that he looks like a cartoon character. That would be Flipping Out. (The title is a play on the American phrase (flipping) for buying houses, refurbishing them and selling them on as quickly as you can.)
Similarly, a reality TV show about a golfer sounds like a right yawn until you learn that it's the colourful John Daly. Being John Daly follows the talented and troubled golfer as he struggles to get his life back on track. Now that's more like it.
So come on reality stars, give us a bit of eccentricity - and by that I don't mean the bitching and whining we see on the "Real Housewives". I want full-blown melt-downs where you're carried off in a straight jacket, wannabee stars who have no grip on reality and kids that have one foot in reform school.
Otherwise I may have to come over there and do it myself.