I remember The Bachelor debuted when I was a junior or a senior in high school (circa 2002) and low and behold! That show is still going strong, even airing multiple seasons in any given year.
I know many of you bloggers and social media mavens are fans. So I tuned in to get the lowdown on this season's Bachelorette. I was able to consume three
mayyyyyyybe four minutes of it before I couldn't stand it. The show, the contestants, the Bachelorette and the situation was all making my skin crawl. I wanted to slap these people through the TV!
Here's the obvious thing about this show: It doesn't mimic reality. You don't get to spend two weeks in Bora Bora with your significant other (or six of your significant others at once). You don't have picnics catered by top chefs with picturesque baskets and blankets and scenery in the background. You don't watch sunsets and stare at each other for hours each day! No; you go to work, you get tired, you deal with your annoying boss, you get stuck in rush hour, maybe you grab takeout at a mediocre restaurant and eat it on the couch with your sweetheart, and then you go to bed and do it all over again. That's reality.
But the dream-world the Bachelor(ette)s and the contestants live in
isn't the reason why these people aren't actually getting married.
The real reason these peeps aren't tying the knot is because they simply don't
know each other. Allow me to illustrate:
The few minutes I watched last week involved the brunette Bachelorette having the World's Dumbest Conversation with a blond man. He was FAR less attractive than she was. She either didn't look into him or was uncomfortable on camera. I'm going with just not that into him because he was pretty ugly, to be honest. Anyway, do you know what they wasted their time talking about? ALL of their time? The feelings they were developing for each other. Then she moved on to the next dude (who looked just like a weasel - seriously, she got the bottom of the barrel, B-squad dudes in the looks department) and had THE SAME CONVERSATION with him.
Here's the deal: If you spend your measly six weeks together talking nonstop about your feelings, just when are these "feelings" supposed to develop? When hubs and I were dating, we talked about careers, dogs, friends, siblings, coworkers, projects we were working on, hobbies, food and
dare I go out on a limb and actually say it - we had sex. If your moral compass tells you to be a virgin until you get married, God bless and good luck to you. But a strong sexual relationship is absolutely key to a successful marriage because guess what? That's the ONLY person you're going to be sleeping with, so if they're a dud, your marriage is too. How can you tell if they're a dud? Simple: You sleep with them.
These contestants and Bachelor(ette)s ONLY talk about their feelings. It's feelings and more feeling and even more pseudo-feelings! Like, you've known the woman for all of about five minutes, you really think she could be "the one"? C'mon bro. What you really mean to say is that you find her attractive and you want to take her on a date. That's it. That's all that's "feel-able" after five minutes, sorry.
If they do happen to spend the night together, they get ripped to shreds on social media for doing what tons of American's do every day and night, and what every species on the face of the planet does. You know, that scary S word: Sex. Actually, just the women get criticized harshly because America is still so sexist it's MIND BOGGLING. Guys get high-fives; women get called names. It's completely atrocious.
When you have
zero interesting conversations, and can't find common interests, and worst of all, can't sleep with the person without public scrutiny, you're damn right they're not getting married. Would you marry a stranger? Me either. So can we stop having these stupid, fake proposals at the end of every season? Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.
