
But then I met The Real Housewives of New Jersey, whose Bravo series premiered this week and holy crapoly.
Fact #1: In this age of identity politics and political correctness and growing human decency, one of the only groups available for guilt-free mockery is stupid rich folks who willingly put their stupid lives on TV. Thus, the Real Housewives shows come with none of the icky residue of, say, Cops, where desperate people in desperate situations are exploited for cheap TV. Instead, we get desperate people in extravagantly advantageous situations allowing themselves to be exploited for cheap TV, which makes all the difference in the world.
Fact #2: The Real Housewives of New Jersey was apparently designed by God especially for me and my blessedly returned dude. I love The Sopranos and Showgirls, he loves Lifetime movies and documentaries about child beauty pageants, and this show is the closest thing there's been to a fusion of the four. Also, as previews of the season have shown, at least one upcoming episode involves one real housewife of New Jersey yelling at another real housewife of New Jersey about "PROSTITUTION WHORES!", which is the best thing anyone's ever said.
New episodes of The Real Housewives of New Jersey air Tuesday at 10pm, and are repeated mercilessly throughout the week. (Hurrah! And fun drinking game: Every time someone does something horribly inappropriate in front of their children, CHUG!)
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