More than a decade ago, MTV catered the needs of innovation-hungry youth by offering the first reality show: The Real World. A decade later, thanks to my favorite show Survivor, it just did not become a recognized TV but also a Petri dish of instant celebrities. Some careers pulled through, but most died faster than you can say “instant”. I guess we already know what B-listers are, right? But they’re not really my problem- Its Gino’s. mine are the outcomes of those effects. See, to use a cliché, everything’s interconnected. A single flap from a butterfly’s wings can cause strong winds halfway around the world or something like that.
The consequences of the reality TV stars production has lead to the rise of another kind of people: The Delusionists, or to be less harsh, I call them the D-listers. Remember William Hung? In case your head needs some shaking, he’s this weird guy who sang She Bangs at an Idol audition. And He’s the perfect personification of what a delusionist is… although by achieving a celebrity status, he automatically became a B-lister. (Now, before I get attacked by some of his loyalists, I’m telling you I have a deep respect for that guy.)
It was William that started a horde of D-listers to audition in any casting call available. There were a lot, of course, but it was this guy who had insurmountable effect on people that everyone from mediocrity to anything lower that that have had the guts to put their faces to shame on television.
Lately, I realized we are being infiltrated by these bunch of people. I felt their presence from human impersonation of bowling pins, drums, tinker toys to nose that grew a nose and vice versa to Mr., /Ms. Know-it-alls that they think they’re this and that. Don’t get me wrong but loving yourself is good as long as it won’t reach to the point that you become the worst ego of all egotists.
Long before MTV came to the world, a handsome young man saw his reflection, fell in love with it, dove for it, and got drowned into oblivion. We don’t want to be the next Narcissus, right? And besided, If William Hung was such a delusionist, at least he didn’t have that much air in his head. Respect!
The consequences of the reality TV stars production has lead to the rise of another kind of people: The Delusionists, or to be less harsh, I call them the D-listers. Remember William Hung? In case your head needs some shaking, he’s this weird guy who sang She Bangs at an Idol audition. And He’s the perfect personification of what a delusionist is… although by achieving a celebrity status, he automatically became a B-lister. (Now, before I get attacked by some of his loyalists, I’m telling you I have a deep respect for that guy.)
It was William that started a horde of D-listers to audition in any casting call available. There were a lot, of course, but it was this guy who had insurmountable effect on people that everyone from mediocrity to anything lower that that have had the guts to put their faces to shame on television.
Lately, I realized we are being infiltrated by these bunch of people. I felt their presence from human impersonation of bowling pins, drums, tinker toys to nose that grew a nose and vice versa to Mr., /Ms. Know-it-alls that they think they’re this and that. Don’t get me wrong but loving yourself is good as long as it won’t reach to the point that you become the worst ego of all egotists.
Long before MTV came to the world, a handsome young man saw his reflection, fell in love with it, dove for it, and got drowned into oblivion. We don’t want to be the next Narcissus, right? And besided, If William Hung was such a delusionist, at least he didn’t have that much air in his head. Respect!
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