Is there anything more humiliating on reality TV than being on "The Bachelor"? (Okay, maybe if you try out to be on "Flavor of Love"...but seriously...looking for love on national TV's just low. And competeing for Flavor Flav is just...like, what the fuck is wrong with you???)

And okay, yeah, the new Bachelor, Andy Baldwin, is really easy on the eyes...but OMG...when that Asian girl got up and started singing to him, I just thought, "Why? Why must you embarrass our peeps this way?"

Seriously, girl, you've got a snowball's chance in hell.

I mean, let's get real here: if the guy didn't weed out most of the coloured folk in the first round, he's gonna do it in the second round. What he's going to wind up with is another whitey. Simple as that, man.

He probably didn't eliminate all of the coloured girls in the first round so as not to come off as a racist.

Not like Andrew Firestone, who kept it lily white right from the first round.

And the thing is, I hate how some of the girls get so upset when they're kicked out the door.

It's like, c'mon...he wasn't really going to be "the one" for you...and how can you really fall in love with someone in those surreal settings?

Real love's about being able to stand the person on a day-to-day basis, having to see all the warts and dealing with those days where there's nothing interesting to do and seeing if the other person drives you nuts, seeing them every damn day.

Maybe I should cut down on the amount of television I watch...though, seriously, I don't know what people do if they don't watch any TV at all, you know?