Thursday, December 09, 2010

In the Olden Days of Yore


In the olden days of yore, your Survivor TV Show didn't suck...
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Those days are gone.
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In the olden days, Survivor had a modicum of association with surviving. People who could provide, start a fire, fish, catch the occasional Rat or Boar for food were hailed so others didn't starve. There was a decision - so and so sucks, but he brings fish home - so I like him.
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But as Survivor has turned into the show that is all about laying around camp and bitching, it has become less interesting and more sophomoric. Type A Straight Men tend to be voted out early on. It is said they are a "threat", but in reality, this seems more about all the outcasts in school bonding together to steadily vote off the most popular kids. Kind of national Karma revisited via proxy.
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Sometimes, mainly past tense, I get a visceral thrill from this. But I find more and more that rewarding insolence and laziness is more infuriating than any lingering emotional baggage I have that finds glee in kicking off the latest Jock.
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I say bring back a healthy balance of personal skills and physical skills that are in demand around camp.
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This season has been painfully obvious in it's rewarding of laziness. After stupidly burning up most of their food (I say stupid because the surround the fire to prevent rain from getting in - but they surrounded it with flammable food containers), the producers gave them more food. Of course they then vote off physical and pleasant people.
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Now, Survivor, like Dancing with the Palin's before it, has lost my interest. Never to return. Sure it might be on in the background - I am not immune to Chase's charms (dumb and humpy is always nice), but I haven't been invested all season. That leads to not watching next season. (See Tom Delay followed by Bristol Palin).