Danish TV

Sorry about the delay between posts folks, I have been uber busy falling off ski lifts and making a fool out of myself on the French/Swiss slopes. I went with a whole bunch of Danes, and it was very enlightening. I particularly enjoyed the beers at 11am rule, after 2 hours of hardcore skiing. 

Now I have been mulling over this post for a while. And I realised that in DK, I like to watch CRAP TV. I know I should probably say I like to make art and paint murals, grow flowers or...(bleurgh) exercise ..but the truth is...I want to see some stupid people do stupid things and I want to get exasperated/fascinated by their actions. I want to sit and say 'Well that's bullshit' or 'Oh my god, these kids are crazy' whilst drinking tea and eating biscuits.

Don't get me wrong, I like good TV. Great British comedies and dramas and documentaries about the earth and animals and insects. Good old BBC. But, shitty TV is just mind numbingly brilliant. 

There are all sorts on Danish TV. But the English (actually - American) stuff that I can understand, is really really juicily crap. The TLC channel is one of my faves. Recently I have been viewing:

Sister Wives (En mand - fire Kone)

What a pleasure. This dude sits around on a couch with his four wives (of varying ages...I think he doesn't like it when they get old and fat) and they chat about their life with loads of children and all the trials and tribulations (finding four houses next to each other is the main issue right now).
Of course the concept sounds terrible - at first I was like, oooh what a pig, look at him with his four women. Feminism is dead, I'm going to write him an angry note etc etc.
 BUT THEN. I realised, this guy has totally shot himself in the foot, because these four 'sister wives' completely OWN this poor bastard. Haha. And he has to buy them ALL different pressies at Christmas - hahaha! Good luck with that you silly man.

Next up..
Breaking Amish

 These (supposedly) Amish guys and gals run around New York going crazy over light switches and getting angry with each other for talking about witch craft and Amish incest. They speak with a very strong southern drawl which most of my housemates can't understand (understandably) and wear funny bonnets in the 'private cam' sessions (where the TRUTH COMES OUT). In recent episodes, two of the Amish breakers decide to get married, and they have this Stag/Hen do in Atlantic city (even though the girlfriend is under 21...so she can't gamble, or drink or...do anything cool). The  a stripper comes and she gets very pissed off. GOLDEN VIEWING.

N.B. This show is just full of controversy  because I have VERY RECENTLY been told it is all acting and not real and they were all married to each other anyway ( :o ) But anyway, in spite of this, I find it very entertaining.

And last but by all means NOT LEAST is:
Long Island Medium

Well. This one really takes the biscuit. It is so incredibly crap that sometimes even I have turn it off in the middle of a 'reading'.

So it's about a 'Typical Long Island Mom', who looks a bit like a trashy Barbara Streisand, who also happens to see dead people. She tells everybody she meets (in the shop, at the car dealers, in the bakers, the butchers, the candlestick makers) about their dead relatives and all the messages she HAS to 'pass on'.

 Things I enjoy about this show:

•  Peoples facial expressions when she asks incessant questions until one happens to be correct (confused...confused...annoyed...OMG GENIUS! ITS TRUE!!)
• How every dead person just happens to have the most cheesy, cliché and nauseating messages to pass on (what about, 'Being dead is fun'? Or 'It feels so strange not to have to use a toilet'?)
• The way they add in side stories about her dog. As filler. And how she happens to see dead dogs (because 'animals have spirits too') but no ducks or parrots or dead spiders. How convenient.

So Chaps and Chapitos, maybe I have inspired you to turn on TLC. Or maybe you now want to go out and enjoy the sunshine and ignore the TV for a while. For now, I will do the latter - until the rain starts. Obvs.