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The Real Casualties of Desperate Fame

During the Writers Guild strike in 2007-2008, reality shows blossomed as networks put the brakes on scripted shows and plugged their scheduling holes with reality fare.
Stuart Fischoff, a professor who founded the journal Media Psychology, said shows such as “Housewives” have taken a unique place in American culture, but don’t necessarily reflect society at large.
“These shows are really not average Americans anymore,” he said. “You have a lot of exhibitionists and people who want to get into the biz who are sacrificing themselves.”
Richards said in his client’s case, he was willing to join “Housewives” to support his wife and build his own brand.
“They prey on an addiction more powerful than heroin or Oxycontin, which is the addiction of being famous,” Richards said.
Fischoff said he was surprised that producers and networks hadn’t developed a better support system for the former reality star akin to the advocacy group that now lobbies for child actors. “You’re going to have all these people who are walking wounded,” he said.
Richards doubts any support network will ever emerge. “I don’t think there’s a lot of sympathy for these people,” he said.

I have two thoughts on that at the moment — ‘not like average Americans’ have become the norm; everybody has either been on an episode, tried out for one or worked on one, it seems. The responsibility of the fame churners has now only shifted to the far more vulnerable Joe ‘public.’ Stay tuned.

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Sublimate, Don’t Hate

It makes sense that a sitcom would kill off its star in some hooker-driven car crash off the cliffs, but where does Ashton Kutcher fit in?
And why is all I can think about
is things I
shouldn’t
the smell of sweat
sweet
permeates
the sticky ness
of night
after drowning
in sorrow
or joy
depending
on
the
second
hand
frame rate

Robert Frost

“Acquainted with the Night” by Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain —and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Sunday

So far I have seen a friend from over 26 years ago who worked at Siggins’ Triangle Ranch and soon I am to meet my post-apocalyptic reality show mechanic. My favorite people.