Eric Nies is rolling over in his grave

Editor's Note: I realize the header picture is going to have nothing to do with the post I am about to write, but I refuse let a picture of any of the spoiled piles of monkey crap that have appeared on The Real World take up space at the top of my site. Also, Mila Kunis is freaking adorable, and if she would just answer one of my letters I know we could make it work.

Ok, this is semi old news and I might be late on reporting it. I wanted to save it for a Weekly Dose of Hatred, but I couldn't sit on it any longer.

The Real World has long been a staple the anti-music portion of MTV's programming block, a block that has become increasingly less music and more crap, but that's for another time. I have mixed emotions about The Real World because once upon a time it was a very interesting social experiment that actually brought real life issues to the table. Sure the discussions weren't always PBS caliber, but they were discussions nonetheless.

Then there is a part of me that blames The Real World for everything bad that has ever happened to television. The Real World is the reason we have to sit through 47 different incarnations of two sad lonely attention starved people hoping and praying that someone other poor sad attention hungry person gives them a flower. But again, I digest.

There has been a copy of the contract used for cast members of The Real World going around and it is absolutely brutal. I don't know who to pity more, the sick heartless bastards who wrote this contract or the vapid braindead attention whores that sign them. Here's a sampling:

You may die, lose limbs, and suffer nervous breakdowns. (Stipulation 1)
You grant the Producer blanket rights to your life story.
The Producer can do pretty much anything they want with your life story, including misrepresent it.
You may be humiliated and explicitly portrayed “in a false light.”
The production crew can show up at your personal house at any time to film and/or to take anything they want, as long as they return the objects once production has ended.
The Producer holds the authorship and copyright to every photograph, email, website, sound or video recording, documented performance created in relation to the program, on every medium imaginable.

You know, after reading those again I realize I don't pity anyone. Everyone involved with this show should be forced to watch an entire season of Tool Academy and then shot.

Update: Apparently Eric Nies is not dead. The headline should read 'Eric Nies career is rolling over in its grave'. My apologies.