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Reality TV Bites The

Thing That Feeds It!

“In Network-land, it’s pants-shitting time.”

- Leslie Moonves, President of CBS


     Dateline: Hollywood and Ivar - 12/16/07


    Since CBS's "Survivor" administered what could be argued “a programming lobotomy” to the American viewing public, network executives have been eying Mexican freeway-exit orange salesmen with mounting envy.

     “After 50 years of perfecting a `closed shop,’ hamstringing independent producers, and force-feeding garbage down America’s throat, Television City now has to deal with Reality,” said Gail Berman, president of entertainment for the Fox network, “and it’s not a pretty picture. Christ!  Just when I fought my way to the top of the `good-`ole-boy” system, the bastards up and die on me. God-damned men!”

     Analysts predict the shift to Reality TV will drastically alter the economics of television.  Network executives were horrorified as they watched reality shows win 15 of 18 half-hour

time periods on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights.

     "The world as we knew it is over," said Leslie Moonves, president of CBS Television, “We’re screwed, blued, and tattooed. Call the undertaker, CBS is bleeding from its Big Brown Eye and all those idiots who pestered us for work will eat us alive! I’m getting a U-Haul truck and moving my ass to a Central Valley farm and raise alpacas.”

Fox’s new Reality TV show, “Who Wants To Bang 50 Fat Chicks?” is pulling down astounding Nielsens in West Texas and Oregon. 

    Moonves’ desperation is based on the fact that a fourteen-year-old “C” student with a HandyCam and a group of exhibitionist friends has a better shot at grabbing an audience than a major network with a group of $1 million-per-episode Friends. American Idol drew 25 million viewers two nights running by featuring recording artist nobodies judged by music Industry nobodies. Total onstage talent cost: $0.00.

     This formula – used to create American Idol, Bachelorette, and Joe Millionaire - is so impressive that some network executives are preparing to beat Reality TV at its own game by eliminating Hollywood writers, directors, actors, lighting, make-up, sound, editing, craft services, Porta-Potties and pay-offs.

“There seems to be a vast audience for WWTB50FC’s  `Winner-take-all excitement,” said Fox Marketing Chieftess, Ahavno Shaim, “It’s become a kind of a reverse `Pearls Before Swine’ sensation.”

     “How hard can it be to get a bunch of idiots to do something stupid, tape it on the cheap, chop it up into sound bites, and sell the living shit out of it?” said  Jeff Zucker, the president of NBC Entertainment, “That’s what we do best! Right now, we’re developing eight to ten Reality TV ideas a day at NBC!”

     Among NBC’s fall line-up are:

  • Tell The Tail! where small towns compete against each other for cash by eating only horse rectums

  • Scratch Golf Gals where women golfers compete to win luxury vacations while wearing only lice-infested bras and thongs

  • Crotch Patrol where blindfolded men can win a HumVee if they can identify a male celebrity by hefting his “package”

  • Throne For A Loop where contestants attempt to complete a basketball free-throw while seated on a center court toilet

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