Let's Go Back To Being Real...Fake

Could it be true?

Have they finally figured it out??

Is REALITY TV OVER?!

The networks have been releasing disappointing results on this season's round of 'it must be real cuz it's on the tv' antics. Yes, I admit it, I've been sucked into the occasional episode of American Idol. I couldn't believe that the girls on The Swan subjected themselves to the trauma they did and were so tearfully happy at the results. And although I spend most nights with a rented DVD, or Wednesday's with Lost, I have to admit that Richard Branson is cute, and seems like a truly nice guy, and I felt bad when he bungeed off Victoria Falls canyon unwillingly.

Ok, back to the point.

If their speculations are correct...*on knees praying for creativity*...then this time next year, perhaps we'll see the season premieres of the new Seinfeld, the new Family Guy, the new Sanford & Son...heck, I'd even take the new Friends. I have to believe that, despite everything, TV script writers are truly good at heart. Somewhere, there's a show about nothing dying to come out. Please, please, please, give them a chance, big three. I promise to look back fondly upon the Era Of Reality, and speak well of it to my grandchildren when they're watching reruns of Big Brother (Nooooooooooo!).

Which brings me to that final point. What WILL we be seeing reruns of? Now that Seinfeld's coming to DVD, and everything else is bound for TV Land to bump up against Lassie, what will the sub-prime-time be devoted to? Seeing Flava and Brigitte sliding up against each other in the pool must only be seen once. Trust me. Other options are out there, somewhere.

So be careful in your scheduling. Do what you know will make us happy.

But, ok, leave me Richard Branson, if you must.