Bristol Palin (Photo credit: Gage Skidmore)
Bristol Palin is getting her own reality show.
Entertainment Weekly writes:
Lifetime has ordered 10 episodes of Bristol Palin: Life’s a Tripp, a half-hour docuseries that will “provide an exclusive, rare glimpse into Bristol Palin’s real life as a young, single mother forging her own way in the world while living under the constant spotlight as a member of one of America’s most high-profile families.”
“From the first moment she was thrust into the public eye, Bristol and her son have been the subjects of a huge amount of curiosity and misunderstanding,” said Rob Sharenow, executive vice president, Programming of Lifetime Networks, in a statement. “This show will reveal the real Bristol Palin and her journey as a daughter, a mother and a young woman making her way in the world.”
And she deserves it, you know. I mean, how else does an otherwise boring, single mom pay the mortgage and car payments without her famous mother paving the way toward reality-show stardom?
This is the American dream?
Bristol Palin is the posterchild for much of what I find wrong with America. You might play baseball. You might play basketball or football. Or you might become a on-screen star of some kind.
But what makes those people deserve the bloated checks they receive from these “talents”?
It wouldn’t be so bad if the discrepancy between idiots like this and us regular idiots wasn’t so vast.
But it is.
And that makes me angry.
You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.
I turn green. And I growl.
Envy’s green, right?
Yeah, I turn green.