Mar. 11th, 2008

faceless_wonder: posing with my blue hair, in an NYC subway station. (Default)
i know i've said several times before that we've reached the bottom of the television barrel. be it in this blog or just in casual conversation, i've referred to many shows as being as low as reality television could fall. rendezview? cheaters? moment of truth? forgive me, for i have misinformed all of you. none of those comes even close.

the bottom of the barrel is I Know My Kid's A Star.

it's a new reality show on VH1; i just saw the preview for it tonight after Flavor of Love. it's a talent search for a child star. that's bad enough. adults can make their own choice as to whether or not to whore themselves off on a reality show in return for a shot at those crucial fifteen minutes of fame. but, kids? they can't make that choice on their own...it takes a pushy stage parent.

which leads me to my second gripe about that show. there was a scene in which the host proclaimed that they were not only looking for a child with star quality, but for a parent with the drive to manage their child's career. i really don't approve of a parent managing a child star's career in the first place. not only may the parent not be too knowledgeable about show business, but the parent should be in the role of overseeing the child's showbiz career and putting the manager in check if he or she tries to push the child too hard. the person searching for stardom and the person keeping the forces of hollywood in check should not be the same person. if they're looking for a "parent with the drive to manage," that can really only mean they're looking for one kind of parent: the stereotypical pageant mom. they're looking for a kid whose parent is willing to push their kid, at all costs, to be a star. they're looking for a parent who is willing to live her own failed ambitions at stardom vicariously through her kid. i'm not okay with a show that encourages that, or even purports to encourage that.

then, there's the third part. the part that confused me. the part i was not willing to believe until i looked the show up on IMDB. the host of this wonderful paragon of television? danny bonaduce.

you mean to tell me that the same guy who was, not long ago, going on drunken rages on Breaking Bonaduce is now hosting a show with kids? you mean to tell me that the same former child star who is now a washed-up, dried-out alcoholic is now hosting a show that is encouraging pushy pageant mommies to parade their little puppets on television, in hopes of managing the next child star?

unconscionable.
faceless_wonder: posing with my blue hair, in an NYC subway station. (Default)
dear iPod,

please to be not going corrupt and erasing all your contents.

i didn't lose any data, luckily, because it was all saved on my computer, but still. having to re-download all seventeen gigs of music to it is obnoxious enough. and, you decided to flip out on me right before i was taking public transportation down to fairview heights. this was bad, as it takes an hour to get down there on a good day. i really wanted to catch up on all my podcasts. instead, i had to leave you at home, have a long, music-free ride, and troubleshoot you when i got home.

no love,
the persecuted crack smoker

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