“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968

Wednesday, 2 February 2011

I'm a farmer get me out of here.

Reality TV shows work on the premise that the viewers will be so drawn into the charade that they will actually mistake it for "reality". In fact the only reality operating here is the one dictated by the demands of the production company with their bored crew complete with PA's, all pointy shoes and asymmetrical hair, parachuted in from planet Hoxton. Last night's BBC2's A Farmers Life For Me was no exception. Having graduated from his own reality TV introduction to farming a couple of years back, Jimmy Doherty now appears on our screens every other night as an all round expert on agriculture, livestock and food production in general. I'm surprised he has any time spare to run his farm. But then, who knows how real the farm is anyway? If you missed the show you will have to ask someone else about it, or watch it on iplayer. I can't be bothered but trust me, it had very little to do with farming - or reality.

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