Reality television is a reality I wish would end.
End now, and be consigned to the flames of posterity so we could never find its ashes again.
But once in a while, it does throw up a surprise. Take a look..
The look on that chick's face is priceless!
Susan Boyle- 'Simple' Susan, now internet star and celebrity.
Yet, after coasting through to the finals of another ode to the shit that television is today, she suffered a surprising meltdown.
What with the media digging up her nickname 'Simple' Susan, the fact that she'd never been kissed (she was a fool to have revealed that to a world that abhorrs virginity) and the tremendous 'pressure' to win- she suffered a meltdown of sorts- even threatening to leave the show, unable to cope.
To be fair- she does have a huge voice. And in the finals- BIG SURPRISE! she was beaten by dance group Diversity.
You can watch their winning performance here- www.youtube.com/watch?v=PtwVfJqBfms
Whether Susan's looks played any part in the result will perhaps never be known- but as my mum- a fanatic of reality television- will testify, apparantly the 'best' ALWAYS loses.
All this for a chance to perform in front of the queen.
I have a sneaking suspicion that the 83 year old monarch would have much preferred to hear Boyle, rather than try to understand the point of Diversity's performance. Though of course, Charles would probably like Diversity- it might be his only chance to be king if the dance beats somehow induce an arrythmia in dear old Lizzie's 83 year old heart....
But the way Susan was handled in the media, with reports of her losing her cool, of being oxygen deprived at birth et al raises questions about both the media's scruples and the meaning of reality television. A simple village woman rising to dizzying heights of fame in her middle age and then ending up in therapy is hardly an advertisement for this sort of thing.
Then again, by now she's probably got a million dollar contract and a US tour- so I'll shut the hell up!