Trash TV

Oh dear. With the demise of Big Brother next year what is the British public going to do in their search of misfits, weirdoes and Z-list “celebrities” who’d turn up for the opening of an envelope, get drunk and then have the cheek to charge you £200? I’m sure even Hello magazine is panicking over the forthcoming lack of material. Still, I guess Katie Price will keep them in pictures in stories for the next millennium. Worst of all, Channel Four are now going to have to fill their airwaves with “new” programming – so stand by for repeats of Friends and Fraiser.

I could never understand the fuss behind the series and even less so one of my friends. During the first series he actually sat up most of the night watching the extended coverage of the “housemates” sleeping. Obviously watching people snore and break wind is more interesting than getting some sleep of your own. Bonkers.

And let’s not forgot those “famous” housemates. You know, over the past ten years there has been umm, and err, and you know, the one with the thingy. Yea, those Z-list “celebrities” are just that – instantly forgettable and thoroughly encouraged by our dour red top newspapers. But, if you asked any one person to name somebody off Big Brother then I’d guarantee you that they’d all name one person – Jade Goody.

I guess you should never speak ill of the dead, but just what the heck was Jade Goody famous for, apart from being labelled a racist? It’s not as if she was a mathematician (far from it) or the most photogenic of people, but she ended up making exercising videos, having her own perfume, presenting television shows and even writing a book. At one point she was even ranked as the 25th most influential person in the world!! Truly the world has gone mad – even more so when you consider that her lifetime earnings were suggested to be over £2 million pounds.

So rant over, you’ll forgive me if I don’t shed a tear over the cancellation of Big Brother.