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''IN THE LINE OF BEAUTY!''
For sure, one thing Digital Television and the World Wide Web have in common is that exploration of their extremities can expose you to shocking things: visions that, in all probability, will never completely leave your mind. The difference is that, while Internet has always dealt in the explicit, Television comes to you as a friend.
Could the screen that bought you so much solace and joy as children become the source of so much adult woe? You better believe it. And it will strike when you are at your weakest -in my case, accidentally watching an old episode of Britain's Next Top Model.
On the show in question, the winners of a particular task were rewarded with a trip to a London Nightclub frequented by celebrities.The contestants, all girls between ages 18 and 23, were understandably excited.
And then there's America's Next Top Model, a show often described as '' the Class A narcotic of the whole Reality Phenomena''. A chilling, vivid hit, dispatched at the expense of those who watch it and those who participate in it.
To begin with, it is merely hypnotic. The contestants combine singular bone structure and congenital behavioural problems in a manner ordinarily confined to pedigree animals.
They have -even by Reality TV standards- an hysterical faith in the certainty and imminence of their own fame.When they are evicted, they collapse like a Deer cut down by the marksman. When they are spared, they act as though they have recovered from a serious illness, which in a sense they have: their anonymity -which concerns them far more than there mortality- has briefly gone into remission!
Good Night & God Bless!
For sure, one thing Digital Television and the World Wide Web have in common is that exploration of their extremities can expose you to shocking things: visions that, in all probability, will never completely leave your mind. The difference is that, while Internet has always dealt in the explicit, Television comes to you as a friend.
Could the screen that bought you so much solace and joy as children become the source of so much adult woe? You better believe it. And it will strike when you are at your weakest -in my case, accidentally watching an old episode of Britain's Next Top Model.
On the show in question, the winners of a particular task were rewarded with a trip to a London Nightclub frequented by celebrities.The contestants, all girls between ages 18 and 23, were understandably excited.
And then there's America's Next Top Model, a show often described as '' the Class A narcotic of the whole Reality Phenomena''. A chilling, vivid hit, dispatched at the expense of those who watch it and those who participate in it.
To begin with, it is merely hypnotic. The contestants combine singular bone structure and congenital behavioural problems in a manner ordinarily confined to pedigree animals.
They have -even by Reality TV standards- an hysterical faith in the certainty and imminence of their own fame.When they are evicted, they collapse like a Deer cut down by the marksman. When they are spared, they act as though they have recovered from a serious illness, which in a sense they have: their anonymity -which concerns them far more than there mortality- has briefly gone into remission!
Good Night & God Bless!
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