I have been a pretty faithful Biggest Loser viewer. (You noticed I didn’t modify their name, did you?) Who doesn’t love a good transformation? Who doesn’t love a good miracle? I mean, here they are; overwhelmed by the challenge before them. They take a chance and apply and are chosen for one of a few spots to live apart from distractions and concentrate on healthy living without having to remember to pay the light bill.
After last night’s episode, I am done.
They say it is all done in the editing. If so, NBC has allowed editing to paint the whole crowd like a bunch of jerks. After several seasons of recovery after the Heba and Vickie mess (season 6), they have again rounded up a crew of immature females to play miserable, manipulative garbage. Several seasons running, the group of contestants have linked arms and weathered the game play aspects with trust in the method and positive encouragement as the general rule. Last night’s episode demonstrated that they decided to emphasize the ratings grabbing spiciness of a racy conflict.
That’s right, America, where ratings are concerned, “Ignorance is Bliss.”
I won’t tune in to watch anymore exploitation of anyone’s lack of education or home training by the network to increase ratings. I won’t let my kids think that I think that bullying is good family entertainment. That is what is going on. Bullying. There is a Bully and her Toady and a Victim, and all those kids who won’t shout, “NO!!!” because they are afraid that the bully will turn their aggression on them.
Symptomatic of these selected combatants is a tendency to display an attitude I am getting from my daughters from time to time, these days– acting like if they don’t get called out, caught, or corrected, that their behavior is up for grabs and it doesn’t matter how they act. In addition, if they feel like they can throw a block conversationally(no matter how stupid), that they have successfully defended the behavior, and they can walk away. If they can re-direct the blame to ANYONEELSEINTHEUNIVERSE, they have successfully avoided dealing with their own business [And no, I am not ashamed to bust them out on my blog. There are rules here, too. Don’t do anything you don’t want someone to post on their Facebook status. Really, there are nowhere near as many people looking this as at my Facebook status, so let’s re-word it…
DON’T DO ANYTHING YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO READ ABOUT ON YOUR MOM’S BLOG.
The attitude problems that I believe are rampant today, are super-characterized by the candid comments that get edited in and re-inforced by the editing of the trainer’s comments in the weigh-in room. I went to bed before the elimination last night. We won’t be tuning in, again. There is no victory, when people get recognition and greater attention for behaving inappropriately, than for being positive and fighting toward their goals. For several seasons, I have dozed through the weigh-ins because they drew them out too long, but that is no longer a problem.
NBC doesn’t care about one viewer (or one tv set). The sponsors ( We sat around and thought of 7 without effort..there have to be more.) don’t care about one family’s purchase of their product. As long as most people keep on tuning in and buying sh…tuff. Goodness knows there is not one person on earth who needs to be watching more TV. I realize this doesn’t make me very PR friendly. But I am going to think for myself and my family, first and deal with the bullet wound in my foot later.
I know no one cares, but as for me and my house…we will do something that is real and entertaining. Where the challenges are real and the victories legit.