The Farmer Wants a Wife

Mood: tired
Listening to: 'Airplanes' by B.o.B. ft. Hayley Williams from Paramore
Hungry for: dinner
Bella says: 'meh.'

Okay, so there's this TV show airing at the moment on whatever channel that makes rubbish prime time (i.e. most of them) called The Farmer Wants a Wife. The main idea is that the farmers in Australia live very isolated from the cities, which makes dating opportunites a bit thin on the ground, so the show helps to unite lonely boys in the country with girls from the city. TV plus love plus isolated farmers plus fussy, prissy, low I.Q. city girls does not a good combination make.

It's actually quite hilarious, how truly god-awful some of the women are on the show, most of them there not because they've got eyes for the blokes but for their fifteen minutes of fame. But the funniest part of the show is the layout.

The show starts off by introducing the farmers, and by explaining that they made videos about themselves and posted them on The Farmer Wants a Wife website. Women supposedly go to these sites, and if they like the profile, will send them a hard copy profile to wherever they are, and they choose their six favourites of all the profiles sent to them. These six favourites and the farmers meet, and then, this is the ridiculous part - they go on a date, for FIVE MINUTES. I'm serious, five minutes. Five minutes to decide whether this woman is farmer's wife material or not. 3 of the 6 favourites are then chosen to go to that farmer's farm - the exact location and isolation of these farms are unknown to these three women. And then the series goes on.

I am, of course, not against these drovers and farmers trying to find love, but finding love on a five minute televised date is ridiculous. Love is not something that can be found on something that is broadcast on national television - after all, love is part of a private life, called private for a reason. Television is about money, it's a bitchy, backstabbing world - not the ideal place to fall in love. I personally think, whilst the show is entertaning for its sheer ridiculousness, it cheapens love, makes love a kind of competition. Love and media don't mix.