Yes, debut reality “star” and sugar junkie Honey Boo-Boo and her mother are easy targets. But I’m trying to remind myself that, while other people’s drama (real or inflated) can be fascinating to watch unfold, it’s a dirty kind of ‘entertainment’.
That’s the topic of my latest post at Babble, where I compared our cultural obsession with reality TV “train wrecks” to my years-long habitual reading of a so-called “hate blog”: a habit I am committed to breaking starting, well, yesterday. From the post:
It doesn’t matter if the blogger in question “deserves” the treatment, or if the “reality” show parents are, well, unreal. It doesn’t matter if they deserve the outrage, the snark, the judgment. It really doesn’t.
What matters is that we’ve got better things to do. Better people to be.
I’d love for you to read the rest of the post and tell me what you think! Do you ever go looking for drama as a source of entertainment? How does it make you feel afterward?