Timothy Egan, one of my favorite Times columnists, on the tragedy that is Joe the Plumber’s book deal.
Sadly, it’s not just the world of celebrity book publishing that’s full of garbage. Turn on the TV, at any time of day, and you are bound to find at least twenty reality shows, whose only purpose is to turn a profit by exploiting the personality disorders of the attention-deprived people on screen. For every one episode of a worthy drama, funny sitcom or educational documentary there at least two episodes of Rock of Love, Charm School. I guess that’s why we have The Soup though — too remind us that making fun of reality TV is more fun than watching it might ever be.