Reality drama

Just when you thought they couldn’t fit any more drama on TV, CBS went all smack-down on ABC’s summer schedule. 

ABC has been promoting their new show, Glass House, which will follow 18 contestants living in a house and competing for a cash prize. 

In a restraining order filed on Thursday, CBS says they copied Big Brother (BB), which follows contestants living in a house and competing for a cash prize. 

Ironically, they don’t have an issue with Bachelor Pad, which follows contestants living in a house and competing for a cash prize.  Nor do they mention that BB is actually a copy of a Dutch show. 

Of course, there’s also the shocker that more than 20 former staff and crew from BB are now working on Glass House. 

Again, proof that they stole insider secrets – and nothing to do with the fact that production crews constantly move between these seasonal shows in order to keep the pay cheques coming.

Personally, I wouldn’t be all that disappointed to see another one of these “bringing out the best in humanity” series shut down. 
It’s not that I begrudge all those in L.A. relying on Glass House to support their hot tub habit.

But I’ve heard the water cooler conversations – and I use that term lightly – that go on after a night of Big Brother.

There are nouns and verbs that never quite made it into Webster’s Dictionary.  And everyone seems so excited about an HoH and the Golden PoV (which is apparently much better than the Silver PoV). 
Seriously, don’t we do enough damage texting and driving? 

And because summer is a time of love, lust and quality programming, Fox is vying for Pimp of the Year. 

They’ve introduced Take Me Out with George Lopez earning his Sleazy-and-Cheesy merit badge. 

The “Flirty 30” women ask corny questions to questionable bachelors who give thinly veiled sexual answers.  Makes me want to bathe with a Brillo Pad.

TMO has also been paired up with The Choice, which promotes four near-celebrities with their backs turned as they listen – to corny questions and thinly veiled sexual answers. 

Even the host, our classy Cat Deeley, has threatened an ejection button – but she was probably hoping to use it on herself. 

Of course, if love isn’t foremost on your mind, Britain’s sweetheart, Gordon Ramsay has taken over the rest of Fox’s schedule with three – yes, three – different shows which will be repeatedly bleeped over by the censors. 

A co-worker calls these shows “so utterly crap-tastic” that she can’t help but watch. Have I lost my sense of humour? My cool? 

Perhaps it’s like a woman’s monthly.  One week out of four she has …let’s say, a different outlook. 

So one quarter of the year, TV lowers itself to its baser level. Fine.

Personally, I’d like to stuff these so-called reality stars in a Smart Car and set them on the L.A. freeway to text us. But that’s just my baser level.