I used to hate “Survivor.” Now I just hate the survivors.
Everyone I ever liked has been thrown off the island, (or should I say, off the show). With the recent axing of Gretchen-the-competent, Colleen-the-cute, and Gervace-the-harmless all that’s left – with the exception of the dopey doctor – are the rats. Literally and figuratively.
What I really hate, though, is that the show is actually just a mirror of modern corporate life. What is this, survival of the fittest or survival of the bitchiest?
Maybe a little of both, if you believe that “fittest” in this day and age may have more to do with cunning than cardio-vascular health.
If Darwin were around to watch the show, I promise you he’d be writing a whole new manual, “The Devolution of the Species.”
How else to explain the survival of that awful, nasty Susan, or Kelly the big whiner? I understand why the fat yutz is still there. He catches eels, which makes sense since he’s the slipperiest. I do predict however, that before the end, Richard-the Mean will sleep with the fishes.
I must say, however, that it did come as a shock to me that all the nice survivors were the ones to drop faster than “Big Brother’s” ratings. Me? I would have thrown Susan off right away. How can anyone stay sane listening to that grating, loud, whiney Midwestern twang? It’s maddening.
It’s just surprising that little Colleen lasted as long as she did, seeing how she was the nicest – and the most wounded. The poor girl’s legs were so infected with bug bites that even the bites had bugs inside them.
The producers told me early on that they had medical help and medication on the island. But no one did a thing to help her. Not even the dopey doctor.
No one was even mad that Dr. Sean hadn’t tended to Colleen’s legs, but were only angry because he didn’t keep his promise to take Kelly to breakfast after winning the trivia contest.
But soon I predict Dr. Sean will get the boot too. Then the nasties will be stuck with just each other. Since there are no young to eat, the “alliance” members will have to start devouring one another.
Unbelievably, Rudy, the one guy I’ve always liked, is still there, like a real life “Space Cowboy.”
Rudy is the regular Joe version of Clint Eastwood. He’s not a nice guy, but at least he tells everyone exactly what he thinks of them. Sometimes that actually endears you to people – but I don’t know if it endears you to creeps.
However, since the latest rumor in the air is that Rudy’s the man, for sure it probably isn’t true. I think the producers put these rumors out just to play with our heads, which goes right along with the whole concept of the show.
But as Gretchen who taught survival skills in the army, told me, “If it was about real survival skills, some people could last four years on that island.” Especially Kelly. She seems to have more clothes than Ginger on “Gilligan’s Island.”
