RLP – I am sorry, but I must have already gone to bed before you posted your reply to me last night. You are absolutely right about soap operas over the past 30 years, as well as films and plays and books. I think that is why I was so shocked at myself that I was feeling like a prude. I guess the difference to me is that those are works of fiction, while The Bachelor is supposedly “reality” television. For me, at least, watching Bo and Hope, or Luke and Laura, or whomever; jumping from bed to bed, using sex as a weapon, is a standard part of the dramatic landscape. In the end, we presume that virtue will triumph and good will prevail. Regardless of the depths of evil involved, the final resolution, the deus ex machina, will bring about the necessary rewards to all parties. But, where is the life lesson in The Bachelor? Certainly the girl that doesn’t get the rose (or does she get the rose and not the guy?) learns that giving the man what he wants in the bedroom does not guarantee success, but, at the same time, the girl that wins validates the use of sex to achieve her goals.
This is all a little deeper than I wanted to delve into certain aspects of a program like The Bachelor. I guess I just assumed that the show would present a more chaste surface persona, even if the underlying reality was anything but pure. And frankly, I was really just surprised at myself for being so offended by something so stupid.
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