"reality" TV

Alright people, right off the bat let's clear something up. Most of what you see on "reality" TV is exactly the opposite of what reality is. It's less fake in the sense that some of what happens is real, but a lot of the people doing the real things are fake, so do those cancel each other out?
All that to say, I love "reality" TV. It's my shame, my guilty pleasure, my call-it-what-you-wanna-call-it. Is it trash? Arguably. Is it mindless? Happily so. But does it teach us? You bet. Teaches us great things about how not to act, what not to wear, who we should be glad we aren't, and most importantly, it teaches us that you cannot find love on a show that orchestrates outrageous never-to-be-topped dates with lots of booze, food, and confusing conversation (minus trista and ryan, the superhuman anomalies to this equation).
And yet. I love it. I do. I hang on Chris Harrison's every word. I hope for victories, cling to the small hope that one day the whole messed up shenanigan will provide a victorious couple by SOMEONE picking Chris L. from Cape Cod. Hoooow is he still single? Oh that's right, he went home to be with his mother for the last year before she died. Ladies. GET. ON. THAT.
Moving on, to a different type of "reality" TV which I think hits the closer to actual reality mark. SYTYCD. don't know what that means? Google that. or just read on and use your deductive reasoning skillz to figure out what I'm talking about. These kids can dance. They also are forced to dance in different genres, some that they've never even heard of. they have to do it live. that's intense. and it's cool. and it's art. One particular pair did a dance tonight honoring the choreographer's sick mother. it moved the audience, the host, the judges, and I to tears. that's what true art does- moves.
So we've got 2 ends of the spectrum. "reality" reality...and reality. why not have a little bit of both and enjoy the imaginative world that both have to offer?
why thank you, I just think I might.