A Change Is Gonna Come

Reality shows all over the world had taught us we can quickly become dancers, singers, actors, that it's actually possible to win lots of bucks doing nothing but being locked in a house for some months and, again, they'd let us think how, nowadays, it could be very easy for an everyman to become a shining, desired star.But I don't wanna talk about the dances with the stars or the big relatives someone can have: what am I really wondering is can we really fall in love in a reality show? I thought about that last night, once again while I was fighting the insomnia, when I saw on everyone's big mama, the TV (said in the Homer Simpson's way), the rerun of a reality where a guy is, OMG, "looking for love" among a group of girls who are, obviously, supposed to live together in the same house for the time of the show. First of all I really believe that words such as "love" and "reality show" should never be put together in the same sentence; then, while I was watching astonished that freak show, I couldn't have kept myself from laughing my ass out (but, still, sadly) when I saw what those chicks were supposed to do for their new Valentine, when I heard which were their talks and (and here comes the Academy Awards) when I saw their tears because c'mon, they know that guy from a week but they're already so mad about him that when he's not around or he's kissing someone else they just literally freak out. Yeah, everything is definitely possible in these places. But, I mean, how sad is really this? I'm not gonna tell you about what happens in this great plot, nothing about the fights nor the tears, nothing about the insults and all the surreal waft in that place because I'm not saying "don't ever watch that trash again!", it's not up to me, I think everyone must be free to choose what he thinks to be the best for him, choose what is the best for what he needs in that precise moment; this isn't my point. Yeah they're kinda funny I guess, they make you laugh and, above all, forget about the problems of everyday life, yep, but they're not true. I mean, how people cannot actually realize that the "real" in those shows only appears in their name? I know this is just a personal opinion but I'd rather to be cynical find out a day that I was wrong (or maybe that I was right and just realistic) than believe now in something which comes out from the mother of all the pretences: I don't wanna wake up someday feeling dumb, punk'd from medias and notice that my all life and my person are controlled by someone else. It's already tough enough, in the real life, to keep our independence: we don't need no more enemies. So, is this really the future of the oldest feeling ever, of the journey through the eternal quest of love? In years we're get used to the idea of falling in love through a chat room, through a forum, a social network, the entire net is available for our new, modern, cybernetic romantic attitude...but are we really ready to believe that our soulmate is waiting for us on Television?