Thursday, July 02, 2009

I hate that people like this even exist

It's becoming increasingly obvious that the problem--the real problem, if you will--isn't the Real World D.C. coming into town. It's the pathetic, breathless people already in D.C. who are acting like they've never seen a house, cameras, or people in their 20s before, and who will evidently stop at nothing to latch onto all of them in some form or another.

And then get interviewed right outside the house, stupidly detailing their scheme to get into said house.

2009 Real world dc from streetroachpics.com on Vimeo.


Girl: No one should actually aspire to be The Random Person a Real World Cast Member Fucks in the Hot Tub. Come on! You're better than that! Probably.

Seriously, name anyone, man or woman, who has found a way to turn this role into a net plus. (I'm actually bluffing, here. I haven't watched the show since...the Seattle season? For all I know, people who have gotten screwed on the Real World have gone on to do really important things in life, like cancer research or being Miss California.)

No one should really care this much about getting into the house, either. It's just a house. It's. Just. A. House. You'll get to see it for yourself on TV a few months from now. Who gives a shit about actually getting inside?

I guess I could go off on a rant about how everyone is a famewhore these days, and desperately needs their promised 15 minutes, but what's the point? You know that old saying, "Those who can't, teach?" Is the 21st century version of that, "Those who can't get on reality TV themselves, fuck those who can?"

Oh, one more thing: IT'S JUST A HOUSE.

White dude: You are, in fact, not D.C.

Hmm? What's that? No, you're absolutely right, I'm not D.C., either. Because people who claim "they are" a city or "they are" rock and roll or whatever, are invariably douches. And yes, like everyone, I certainly have my douche moments. This may well be one of them. But I get the sense that for you, it's a lifestyle choice.

Also, you can't say, "I'm not gay," and then immediately follow that up by happily offering your ass to the inevitable gay cast member for admission into the hot tub. Remember, in every jest, there's a little bit of truth.

Black dude: If you're going to make a claim like, "When I get wasted, I always end up with celebrities," you should A) Expect to get called out on it, and B) Have a better answer prepared than "Wee-Man and...uh...some UFC guys," that really test the boundaries of the definition of "celebrities." Seriously, just lie. If you'd said, "Darryl Strawberry, Charlie Sheen, and Keith Richards," people would probably believe you, because all three sound insanely plausible.

In closing, I know that most of the original anti-Real World D.C. sentiment originated in reaction to the expectation of an incursion of loud, drunk cast members and rude, pushy production staff. But I think before it's all over, it'll be the locals who prove to be the real nightmare, and the Real World-ers who go home with horror stories about the people they met here.

For what it's worth, I hope all three of the people in the video make it into the Real World house. Ideally, without having to offer up their bodies in trade. It seems really super important to them.

3 comments:

Trav said...

Is it wrong that I want something really awful to happen to them?

Scotus said...

If it is, I don't want to be right.

No, I don't want anything bad to happen to them, per se, but I do get a warm, fuzzy feeling picturing them watching this video ten years from now and being horrified.

Phil said...

yeah they're lame. but so is the smug guy that took the time to film them, probably rolling his eyes the whole time thinking he's sooo much cooler.

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