MISERY SELLS: "WHO'S YOUR DADDY?"
By Frank Williams
1/10/05
A game show on fox
called, "Who's Your Daddy?" is a guessing game wherein the contestant
finds out which of eight men is the person's Daddy. I found this a strange
game show wanting and lacking merit. The prize is not only discovering
one's father, but also a $100,000 prize.
For those tuning into this new show, you get to hear the sad stories of
contestants wanting to find their fathers, their having been put up for
adoption, the abandonment issues, etc. Anyway, what gets me the most is
the prize is money!
Someone sold it to Fox and Fox bought it hook, line and sinker; will
the audience? This program alone goes to show how EVERYTHING SELLS!
Misery is marketable. And, misery is highly glamorized on this program; the
contestants are made-upped to look like models--who woulda thunk it?
I still don't get the Paris Hilton, "the Simple Life," reality
show, and I never will.
Goes to show that people have so much time to waste, that they will watch
little rich kids run the country like spoil brats doing nothing. And
that's newsworthy?
In this new show, eight men are tracked down, one is
to the father, all are made to look so sincere. They introduce
themselves and then tell the contestants that, "I am your Dad!"
Can you believe this?
Okay, you might say, "Well loosen up, Frank, it's only a game
show!" Cool for you, but it is like spitting in the face of all
of millions of children (and adults who were once children) who suffer and
suffered from neglect, abandonment, adoptions, or those left in-group
homes until they were 18-years of age. How do you make a game show out of
pain? The same way the Romans did when they built their great Arena. The
point here is that anything sells.
America is so caught up exploiting misery since the days of Jerry Springer
and other talk show hosts to this new game show called, "Who's Your
Daddy?" Imagine that! Are we really moving forward as a nation, or do
you think that I am too serious?
DO AS THE ROMANS DO
Entertainment knows no boundaries,
Like Comedy,
It is beyond me how tragedies
Are turned into News!
News like in the News,
News like in New Comedy Materials,
New like in a New Motion Picture script,
New, like in a New television sitcom,
New like in a New Game show,
News.
Although, the situation is used,
Formed from someone else's situations,
Someone else's frustrations,
Someone else's whose lives are being infiltrated,
Formed into a masquerade,
Getting many on the bandwagon or parade,
Putting on another face,
Spending their money,
Or turning their dial to tune in
And crack a smile,
At another's tragedy
Get you to use your misery,
Submit to me
For a few minutes of fame,
Or how 'bout adding a few dollars to it?
So you wont think about the pain,
We'll turn it into a game
Show it to the world
Let you tell your story,
Not thinking about others who felt pain.
Those who had lost their mind and went insane,
Those who ended up selling their body to dim the pain,
Those who medicated the pain of the pain of being wronged,
And the torment and torture some overcame
As they grew older for pedophilia's and
Those who just thought of kids as slaves,
You have no ideas of the pains they went through in a day,
And now it's turned into a show,
Added to it is a little pay,
And you got a number one slot.
There is no censorship to this bullshit.
Never the less, the one's who didn't' end up the best,
Or has a background with criminal arrest,
Will not end up on the show as a contestant!
While some children didn't reach the age of some of those on your show,
Suffered in their own shadows,
A life snuffed out in doubt of who's their father,
Where is their mother
And, why life was so cruel like that!
Can you put a price on that?
Do as the Roman Do!
