The Wee Democracy

i don't like fear factor.

now, perhaps it is because i find roaches more odious than perhaps, something that would be truly horrific - say hell, or sex with anna nicole smith - and fear factor seems to have, on a monthly basis, a task that involves the handling, if not the ingestion of roaches. this, of course, would be the point that, were i on the show, i'd calmly and rationally give the producers the finger and waltz off.

some, though, may attack the very premise of the show, calling the contestants "whores" or people with "no dignity" or "dumbasses". to these people, i say, what-evah.

i shall tackle the idea of being a whore, first. now, some people attach this offensive moniker to the contestants, generally of the attrative persuasion, physically fit, young, not in the private sector of employment per se, simply because they're doing these terribly nerve-racking things for money. or rather, for the chance at money. how is this different than doing a job you hate for money? i submit to you that at least the people on the show are having fun. do prostitutes generally have fun at their job? do you think they got up today and said "man, another day of suckin' dick! ain't life grand?". i think not. so "whore" you say? nah.

no dignity? this argument may be a bit trickier to attack. i'll begin with anecdotal evidence. i'm straight - and by that i mean, in the sexual orientation sense of the word - but i have no problem with associating with gay men, saying, perhaps that a certain man is good looking (brad pitt comes to mind), or even finding myself, quite frequently, as a champion, albeit not a famous one, of gay rights, civil and otherwise. my point in saying all this, is that i'm secure in my sexuality enough to be open to the other side of it. so perhaps, these contestants are secure enough in their dignity, perhaps they think highly enough of themselves, their personalities, who they are as human beings, that they don't really care what they put their body through. so go on condemning their lack of dignity. i don't believe that.

and as for dumbassery? well, i think being plunged into cold water, handcuffed (with the key in your hand) in a body bag, and having to free yourself and grab a flag, might be construed by some (old ladies, republicans) as being slightly off kilter. but doing it for the sake of winning some G's. well, if that's being a dumbass, sign me up. and i'm smart -- ask riqui.

so, for all these reasons, i like fear factor.

no wait. i don't. shit - oh yeah - the roaches. i hate roaches.



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