If you're taking this latest wave of reality TV shows?The Bachelor, The Bachelorette, and Joe Millionaire?seriously, I do believe you're setting yourself up for unnecessary and violent nausea, probably some dizziness too?and are definitely missing their point: love-to-hate entertainment. Nevertheless, I very much like Noy Thrupkaew's wise, wisecracking feminist takedown of Joe Millionaire from The American Prospect:
"It's a bit horrifying, the way many of the women fight to be chosen by someone they don't even know. He's like a prince, they keep whispering, as they try to elbow their way into a fairy tale. Pick me, love me! I haven't seen such strenuous preening since I watched a dog show."