This is what fame gets you?
Mark Philippoussis - two time major tournament finalist, the former Scud Stud (it was the early 90's, we were desperate for nicknames, and Iraq was in the news, shut up), still professional tennis player - is on a reality show called Age of Love where the 30-yr-old Philippoussis has to choose from among twenty women, half of whom are twenty years old and half of whom are forty years old?
Jeezy Peezy, folks, this is the craptacular level to which we've sunk?
I thought the television of my childhood was total crap, but this entire reality trend has sunk to new and desperate lows.
It just has to stop.
Don't watch Survivor or Big Brother or American Idol or America's Next Top Model or The Osbournes or The Anna Nicole Show or Nick & Jessica or any other show that centers on "real people" being followed throughout their days or semi-famous people doing stupid things.
Instead, give me a good ol' entirely fabricate situation comedy.
I want scripts telling relatively attractive people what to say, who to date, when to laugh.
And I sure don't want to flip on the TV and see that a fomerly great athlete is whoring himself out like this.
It kind of bugs me, in case you couldn't tell.