Project Runway
I’ve been rabidly watching Project Runway on Wednesday nights. Whenever I mention to people who are “too smart” for reality TV, I find myself making justifications: “I learn a lot about clothes,” “it’s a lot smarter than other shows,” etc. Frankly, I think that may be a bunch of hogwash. I realize that I enjoy watching a bunch of bitchy, weird people backstabbing and bickering as much as the next American. This coming from a man who used to look down his nose at “the unwashed masses” and their reality TV.
I still teach an essay in my composition classes on the relationship between reality TV and the decline of real, democratic dialog in the United States. I still believe that reality TV is a symptom of a dangerous aspect of the American character that has run rampant since the turn of the new century. I still believe that.
