Reality TV

As a new season of The Bachelor begins, I have the same basic question.  What exactly is wrong with these people? 

On one side of the coin we have a rich, successful, good looking, charming man.  On the other side of the coin we see 25 beautiful, morally sound, intelligent, down-to-earth, any-man-would-die-for-just-one-date-with-her women.  They come together in the privacy and seclusion of a luxury mansion, only a TV crew and millions of viewers watching as they vie for the one thing that has eluded them-true love.

These are the type of people who make me feel bad about myself.  For example, meet this season’s bachelor, Matt Grant.  He’s a Brit who has decided to come to America to plunder their natural resources, as it were.  He’s 27, has a BA in modern history and politics, was captain of the school rowing team, and is currently a global financier who works with millionaire businessmen.  Yikes.  When I was 27 I was still paying off student loans, mastering Playstation games and trying to figure out how to make Kraft Dinner.  I can understand why I couldn’t find a girlfriend at 27.  This guy?  This perfect, charming, witty British gentleman?  What’s the problem?  And why does he have to go halfway around the world just for a date?  That’s gotta be one huge skeleton he has in his closet.

I’m not going to go through the bios for all 25 women that will be vying for the young Brit’s affection.  I can only assume that they all had their PhD by the time they were 23, have won at least 15 beauty contests each, own at least one successful business, have rescued 10 abused puppies from the animal shelter, read to the blind, is the feature soloist in the church choir every Sunday, doesn’t have an ounce of fat on her and is a scratch golfer.  That, and they’re all under 30 years old.  There are many men who would put their collection of Sports Illustrated swimsuit editions through the shredder (trust me, ladies, that’s a big deal) just for a wink and a smile from a woman like this.  Why is it they must potentially embarrass themselves on national television while fighting 24 other women for the attention of a completer stranger?  Like I said, that’s gotta be one huge skeleton in her closet.

So the question remains–Why do these seemingly perfect people need the help of The Bachelor to find true love?  The answer, we’re sure to discover, is that they’re not so perfect.  I’m not sure how, but it will be fun to watch the show and see all those skeletons!  Wouldn’t it also be fun if the bachelor actually picks somebody this time?

Tune in later in the week for a recap on the first show!  Enjoy!