Oh goody, the Bachelor Canada is set to debut this fall. Another notch in the bedpost of TV shows supporting the bad behaviour of women.
The Vancouver Province is reporting that Canadian women finally get their chance to woo the bachelor of their dreams. I do hope that Canadian women are aware that they can woo whomever they want, wherever they want, and it doesn't have to be scripted and in the glare of stage lights shoveled in between Jersey Shore and Toddlers and Tiaras.
How many of these Hollywood-manufactured couples actually stay together? (I actually looked into this, and researched in the name of journalistic integrity, and it made me sick to my stomach)
Two. That's right, two of the couples from the Bachelor and the Bachelorette's 22 combined seasons have remained together (as of the printing of this story, so that number could have very well dwindled by now). Both of them are from the Bachelorette, and one is from the recently concluded seventh season, so I'm not holding my breath.
I hate to be cynical, but I think that any ladies thinking the Bachelor Canada might be a reasonable way to pick up a man need to be informed. It's not. In fact you have a 91 per cent chance of getting a divorce/messy televised break up. Those are fantastic odds for a divorce lawyer, but not so great for the broken-hearted. Those hoping for a financial windfall will be sorely disappointed, too.
The Bachelor does not compensate its contestants, but they certainly are exposed to many perks. How about the multi-million dollar mansion and the exposure to potential big-wigs in the entertainment industry (I bet Stephen Spielberg and Martin Scorsese are big Bachelor fans)? Some contestants have gone on to Dancing with the Stars - an equally bad reality show, I must say - which does compensate its contestants (there are only so many members of N*Sync and the Backstreet Boys left out there, Dancing with the Stars had to hit the reality pool sooner or later).
Season 10 Bachelor contestant Stephanie Wilhite has said she was responsible for her entire wardrobe - which included five pricey formal dresses. But they were also fed whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted it, and they received tons of free goodies - all at the price of their own public humiliation should an over-zealous producer choose to vilify you.
Sounds like a dream job, right? Probably not.
All you have to do is tolerate being treated like prize beef being graded and judged on your physical appearance, and your ability to put up with a smug, self-satisfied bachelor, who undoubtedly believes he is worthy of the spectacle of a dozen grown women fighting over him.
Doesn't sound like a dream job to me.
Now if at the end of the show, all the women chose to reject the bachelor, and he was perhaps tarred and feathered - I'd watch.