The Bachelor---The Show Men Don't Watch
Without Prejudice
I asked my Brother if men watch The Bachelor
"Hell No " was his reply.
He has Foxtel and watches Games Of Thrones, history shows, music documentaries, that Boardwalk one with Steve Buscemi, car races and State Of Origin.
Seems to me that is as it should be. He does like The Voice, sometimes. When I stayed with him he allowed me to watch Gok Wan and learned some things about women's fashion. But that was strictly it. He has never watched Sex And The City, nor would he want to.
The Bachelors premise is to put 20 women in a fancy place and introduce one male, the current one, Blake Garvey. A deep voiced man who is on a " journey " of discovery for deep love. The show has already been criticised for being racist, as there are no mixed race women but Garvey himself is of mixed race.
The artificial set up,( luxury plus and some alcohol ) is certainly not conducive for love but romance, jealousy and competitiveness are rife. Women that are set up to compete is going to bring out some of the worst of human characteristics rather than the best. No different fir men who appear in the Bachelorette, they get to the point where they are ready to knock each other out, just for a Rose.
It's good entertainment for Women, we love to study other human beings, exhibiting human behaviours and basely we are probably waiting for a bit of biffo, hair pulling, screaming and crying. It's probably a big winner financially for Channel Ten, but it's artificial, tacky and pretty to watch. It encompasses all the failings of women or men when put in a fake environment and offered a Prize.
Some of the women seem to accept the premise that you can find love on a TV show. They pout and cry if they don't receive a Rose. They see not getting one as a rejection of self and I am surprised that there hasn't been an incident where some one leaves and falls into depression. And sues the show but then no doubt they sign a waiver before appearing on the show.
My question is and no doubt it has been asked many times is how can you fall in love with someone you have just met ? And why would you want to unless as it has been suggested you just want to get your head on Television? And that suggests already a certain vulnerability of character. Most people would run screaming from the room when faced with cameras in their face. No one has a blameless past and it exposes the individual to curiosity, bullying, exposure.
Sooner or later we know a story will come out from an old rival, lover, enemy who is happily going to expose the winner as being a bad partner, closet drinker, believer of little blue men who arrive out of the sky and at home wears an aluminium hat when operating the microwave. There is nowt as queer as folk, as my Down to earth Yorkshire Auntie says.
I hope someone sits these girls down before the show and says love does not come from a Rose or a stranger you have just met. Women of a certain age are always on a time frame. The biological clock that makes them feel, they MUST have a family, a husband, a child or two. Men realise this and run away until they are ready and sometimes they never are.
Women like to have fun, so do men. All men believe they are Gods ( stated by a Man ) and women know that at the end of the day the world is run by Men's Rules. It's that simple. Marriage is an unequal state and always will be unless you have the same income, the woman has the higher status or sex drive. Even the Queen allows Phillip to be the power at home as he has to take a back seat in Public.
Love takes at least three months to grow from lust to love. Ford uses a 90 day rule in their Human Resources Department. It takes 90 days to " know " a person. And if you have never been in a long term relationship or marriage how can you know the pitfalls or the joys love can bring ?
How can these twenty somethings know that love is about bills and kids and illness and bad times and good times and sticking it through. That there comes a choice every day to stay or go. To not be tempted by the greener grass, to be your partners best friend, even when they are wrong. It's good moods and bad moods, it's juggling ten balls in the air at once and hoping you can keep at least five spinning.
It's days when the kids are being little terrors, you have cut your finger, you have a bad cold and your hubby wants his dinner. You bleed into the sink of life as you peel potatoes and cry. The mortgage is overdue, there is never enough money and the cat has vomited up half a mouse on the new carpet. And no Genie is coming to clear it up. It's going to be you.
Your hubby thinks nothing of spending the money on a slab of beer for the mates who are arriving later but demands you cut down on the housekeeping. When you beg for the money for a new dress, he asks why, you already have a dress.
Are you prepared girls for weight gain, stretch marks, a vagina stretched to the size of a babies head that never snaps back to its original state. That the night will come when you are awake all night with a sick baby, child , fearing they will die before morning. Or when they get their licence you will not sleep until they are home.
Are you prepared for teen angst when the child you have adored turns into a hostile hating monster who thinks you especially are a joke, boring, old fashioned and not like other parents. All the sacrifices you have made thrown in your face. And not thumping the shit out of them.
Until you are ready for all that, you are not ready. Find a guy you really love, who has the " glue" that means he will stick around when the going gets tough. Who will always stick by you. Who will still find you attractive even when you have a cold, breast cancer, illness. Will defend you even when you are wrong. Protect you from life and be happy to do it.
Forgive you, be your best friend, step up for you. Until he comes along and you will know when he does, have fun, enjoy yourself , and buy your own roses.
I asked my Brother if men watch The Bachelor
"Hell No " was his reply.
He has Foxtel and watches Games Of Thrones, history shows, music documentaries, that Boardwalk one with Steve Buscemi, car races and State Of Origin.
Seems to me that is as it should be. He does like The Voice, sometimes. When I stayed with him he allowed me to watch Gok Wan and learned some things about women's fashion. But that was strictly it. He has never watched Sex And The City, nor would he want to.
The Bachelors premise is to put 20 women in a fancy place and introduce one male, the current one, Blake Garvey. A deep voiced man who is on a " journey " of discovery for deep love. The show has already been criticised for being racist, as there are no mixed race women but Garvey himself is of mixed race.
The artificial set up,( luxury plus and some alcohol ) is certainly not conducive for love but romance, jealousy and competitiveness are rife. Women that are set up to compete is going to bring out some of the worst of human characteristics rather than the best. No different fir men who appear in the Bachelorette, they get to the point where they are ready to knock each other out, just for a Rose.
It's good entertainment for Women, we love to study other human beings, exhibiting human behaviours and basely we are probably waiting for a bit of biffo, hair pulling, screaming and crying. It's probably a big winner financially for Channel Ten, but it's artificial, tacky and pretty to watch. It encompasses all the failings of women or men when put in a fake environment and offered a Prize.
Some of the women seem to accept the premise that you can find love on a TV show. They pout and cry if they don't receive a Rose. They see not getting one as a rejection of self and I am surprised that there hasn't been an incident where some one leaves and falls into depression. And sues the show but then no doubt they sign a waiver before appearing on the show.
My question is and no doubt it has been asked many times is how can you fall in love with someone you have just met ? And why would you want to unless as it has been suggested you just want to get your head on Television? And that suggests already a certain vulnerability of character. Most people would run screaming from the room when faced with cameras in their face. No one has a blameless past and it exposes the individual to curiosity, bullying, exposure.
Sooner or later we know a story will come out from an old rival, lover, enemy who is happily going to expose the winner as being a bad partner, closet drinker, believer of little blue men who arrive out of the sky and at home wears an aluminium hat when operating the microwave. There is nowt as queer as folk, as my Down to earth Yorkshire Auntie says.
I hope someone sits these girls down before the show and says love does not come from a Rose or a stranger you have just met. Women of a certain age are always on a time frame. The biological clock that makes them feel, they MUST have a family, a husband, a child or two. Men realise this and run away until they are ready and sometimes they never are.
Women like to have fun, so do men. All men believe they are Gods ( stated by a Man ) and women know that at the end of the day the world is run by Men's Rules. It's that simple. Marriage is an unequal state and always will be unless you have the same income, the woman has the higher status or sex drive. Even the Queen allows Phillip to be the power at home as he has to take a back seat in Public.
Love takes at least three months to grow from lust to love. Ford uses a 90 day rule in their Human Resources Department. It takes 90 days to " know " a person. And if you have never been in a long term relationship or marriage how can you know the pitfalls or the joys love can bring ?
How can these twenty somethings know that love is about bills and kids and illness and bad times and good times and sticking it through. That there comes a choice every day to stay or go. To not be tempted by the greener grass, to be your partners best friend, even when they are wrong. It's good moods and bad moods, it's juggling ten balls in the air at once and hoping you can keep at least five spinning.
It's days when the kids are being little terrors, you have cut your finger, you have a bad cold and your hubby wants his dinner. You bleed into the sink of life as you peel potatoes and cry. The mortgage is overdue, there is never enough money and the cat has vomited up half a mouse on the new carpet. And no Genie is coming to clear it up. It's going to be you.
Your hubby thinks nothing of spending the money on a slab of beer for the mates who are arriving later but demands you cut down on the housekeeping. When you beg for the money for a new dress, he asks why, you already have a dress.
Are you prepared girls for weight gain, stretch marks, a vagina stretched to the size of a babies head that never snaps back to its original state. That the night will come when you are awake all night with a sick baby, child , fearing they will die before morning. Or when they get their licence you will not sleep until they are home.
Are you prepared for teen angst when the child you have adored turns into a hostile hating monster who thinks you especially are a joke, boring, old fashioned and not like other parents. All the sacrifices you have made thrown in your face. And not thumping the shit out of them.
Until you are ready for all that, you are not ready. Find a guy you really love, who has the " glue" that means he will stick around when the going gets tough. Who will always stick by you. Who will still find you attractive even when you have a cold, breast cancer, illness. Will defend you even when you are wrong. Protect you from life and be happy to do it.
Forgive you, be your best friend, step up for you. Until he comes along and you will know when he does, have fun, enjoy yourself , and buy your own roses.
