The Bachelor
And so the TV remote settled on the grand finale of The Bachelor. A reality show that would have a single fellow choosing from 25 women to ... Well I'm not really sure what happens after the "choice" is made.
The finale of this series was mesmerizing. And boring. And totally not believable.
So why did I watch?
At some point during this three hour melodrama my mind literally removed itself from my body and began floating above my head. Because as the reality of the bachelor's dilemma and the drama of all the players involved sunk in, I simply had to watch to see how a) maudlin, b) unbelievable or c) ridiculous the show would become.
The Bachelor, a fellow named Charlie, was down to two final contestants: Sarah and Krisily. Since I haven't followed the show I'm not real familiar with Charlie except his brother is some sort of actor. As for Charlie, he seemed a likeable enough guy, kind of cute, a little bit on the goofy side.
Sarah and Krisily, Charlie's final two choices, seemed to be intelligent types; attractive and happening women with a grip on reality.
Which is why I have no idea why they allowed themselves to be put through the ordeal that Charlie and the show's producers put them through.
For Charlie couldn't make up his mind. He alleged he adored both of the finalists but would need extra time to decide.
Right then and there, under a more normal scenario and without benefit of television drama requirements, I'd have walked away from that situation immediately.
I mean if a guy can't make up his mind and has two ladies stringing along, and BOTH ladies know about it, well I'd be hightailing away from this bizarre scene toot de sweet.
Which is not to say that I'd expect ole Charlie, or his equivalent during this Grandmother Blogger's dating era, to follow me. Nope. I'd be walking away because if a guy can't make up his mind between two women I'd flip him the bird and tell him to have at the other one.
Article comments
1 - Eric Berlin
Great job, Patfish. Really enjoyed your thoughts on The Bachelor. I think you've summed up the finale of every reality show where a guy or girl has to make the "agonizing" choice of picking a girl or guy for... what? No one knows! That's the best part.
I was going to ask when the first gay show of this variety was going to arrive... but I'm pretty sure Bravo did it.
[I can see how that last bit might be seen as a joke as Bravo is sometimes referred to as the Gay Channel, but I am in fact being serious.]