I have found myself feeling more and more unhinged by the growing popularity and frequency of trashy reality television programmes. Jersey Shore, Geordie Shore, The Valleys... one reality show progressively worse than the other but in a different country. It seems to be this strange mixture of personal intrigue and voyeurism into another persons life. Why do we find ourselves so interested in the over-dramatized, embarrassing and often explicit antics of these complete strangers? Do we see parts of ourselves that we recognize, or do we yearn to be as open and free-spirited as them?
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