I was just watching an episode of The A-List: New York… I’m not quite sure why I tuned into this program, but I ended up watching about 30 minutes of it while I’m waiting for an appointment. I’ve seen bits and pieces of it before, but I think I will resolve to never watch it again.
It’s like a soap opera in a way, but more disgusting. A soap is written to be dramatic, almost like an over-dramatization of life. The A-List is meant to be a reality show, and the thought that this is reality makes me a little ill. The whole thing seems to be one catty remark after another, who hates who, who is better than who, and who is more than everyone else.
In a review of the show, Hank Stuever writes, “The message in “The A-List” is that it’s too easy for gay men to get caught up in whatever status war happens to be available, and nothing is quite so withering as the dismissive sneer from an A-gay.” The ironic thing about the gay community is that often people get caught up in the us vs. them rhetoric that the civil rights movement has fought for decades. Maybe it’s human nature, but I would like to think not.
It reminds me of everything I dislike about the gay community and society in general I suppose. I don’t like the constant one-upsmanship that seems to be ever more prevalent. I find it disturbing how we all seem to take one experience with someone and turn it into the whole of another persons being. It’s like when someone cuts you off on the road and “that person must be a real asshole.” I do it too, and I don’t like that it do it. I try to catch myself when I can.
Life is too short to fill it with crap.
Source: Washington Post