My doomed and desperate war against reality TV
The accursed genre tells our children that appearance is the essence, impression is the key, celebrity is the goal and winning's all that counts
There has been a fly buzzing in my ear for two decades, and its name is reality TV.
My efforts to swat it away have attracted charges of snobbery, caused friction with ones I love and courted such conflict with the culture that it suggests one’s obsolescence. I have become the curmudgeon shouting into a mighty wind: Why…