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This Is Not a Post About Michael Jackson

I’ve watched a too much bad television this weekend, and now I’m all cranky.

First, Bridezillas: The show is, frankly, horrifying, and not only because of the over-the-top, craptacular, childish behavior of the brides in question. In every episode I’ve seen, someone–or several someones–reminds the bride-to-be that this is “her day.” I’m sorry, but where I come from, it takes two people to get married. Has something changed? And worse, the “It’s your day,” crap is always said in a way that’s meant to excuse the bride’s horrible, abusive behavior.

Second, Raising Sextuplets: I don’t know if this one has started airing or not, but the promos piss me right the hell off. The voice-over introduces the mom, then the dad, then goes on to state that the mom is “raising sextuplets.” What the hell is the dad doing?! And really, after the Gosselin fiasco, do we need another reality show that pimps out people’s babies? I expect life is weird enough for kids from high-number multiple births, without taking away their privacy, on top of everything else.