Bachelor Pad: Bullshit

Man, there was a time when birthdays actually meant something. It wasn’t that you woke up and walked into the living room, where you found everything that you had wanted for your birthday, nor was it a day that was necessarily immune from bullshit things happening. We’ll not accomplish anything by over-glorifying birthdays, either.

But here’s the thing about birthdays, the way they used to be, in the good old days, when they meant something. Though a birthday wouldn’t totally inoculate you against bullshit, birthdays didn’t tolerate bullshit, either. Your birthday wouldn’t let bullshit hang around if it showed up, and it sure as hell wouldn’t invite bullshit over for cake. I’m old enough to remember those times and I wonder why things ever had to change.

It was bullshit to have the final eight compete as couples, especially exclusively heterosexual couples. This turn of events is not justifiable. Everything that flows from that decision is tainted. The Dancing With the Stars-style competition for the last immunity roses – bullshit. The immune couple choosing one other couple to compete against them in front of a live audience – bullshit. Using a little bit of game theory to see how the $250K prize will get divvied up was an interesting twist and seeing that a woman who once said she would make out with everyone in the house for $20 gets at least a share of that prize is good practice, but the  foundation upon which it all rested – everything that had come before it, literally every moment of Bachelor Pad – was bullshit.

And yesterday was my birthday.

    • Gene
    • September 14th, 2010

    Happy belated birthday!

    • 68comeback
    • September 14th, 2010

    Oh yeah?

    • Rachel
    • September 16th, 2010

    Hey, thanks for wrapping this up. I’m just so relieved that it’s all over.

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