I’m in the family room. The TV is on Channel 341: “Live Big Brother After Dark” on SHO2. I have stopped here many times, though never for more than a minute-or-two. I haven’t tuned away tonight because it’s on my mind for a blog entry.
This world is foreign to me. These are people I would never associate with. They are pretty people. They are shallow people.
Is this the way all these shows are? I’ve never heard a conversation about anything outside the show. These are tiny insular worlds.
Though boring, this nightly show is live. That’s quite an accomplishment and I’ve been impressed by the production. The camera work is pretty good and it’s surprisingly well mic’ed.
I suppose being an occupant must be really uncomfortable. The interior lighting is bright and flat around-the-clock. That’s gotta get old in a hurry.
I wonder about the technical set-up. This is the kind of thing today’s smaller and cheaper electronics makes possible. It’s got to be designed to run cheaply.
From time-to-time a disembodied voice comes over the PA. He is difficult to understand on-air but he’s usually paging someone or, more often, telling the participants they’re discussing something that’s off limits.
It resembles prison.
OK–have I done my penance? May I move on?