karma

So I'm not too ashamed to admit that I am a reality TV show junkie. That being said, I stay true to the show that really kicked off all the madness, Survivor. Yes, I am a loyal and true fan, and watch, season after season after season. And can I just say that I think last night's episode was one of the best ever?

Here's why... You got this humongous brute of a firefighter dragging a gay pageant coach through a maze and while this is happening the poor scrawny thing is repeatedly bashed into poles and beams and what have you. I'm not sure how he was able to walk after this challenge. I'm not sure how he didn't have the worst concussion in recorded history. I am sure that I was ready to jump in my TV and kick a firefighter's ass! Not because I like the wimpy pageant guy, he actually grates on my nerves, but for Pete's sake, show a little respect for your teammate, a little respect for a human being. This man is a firefighter, supposed to be one of our heroes, and he just craps all over the little guy.

Chet: I hit my head.
Joel: I don't care.
Chet: I know.

Wow, if anyone ever treated any of my children like that, heads would roll.

And here's where it gets brilliant. All the scheming, we have to get rid of the weak, we've got to stay strong to win our challenges, yada yada yada, Chet has got to go. And that Cirie, who is a freaking genius, turns the vote, yet again. Convinces my favorite player of all-time, Ozzy (yes even more so than Colby), to get rid of the big mack truck. Brilliant, she's just brilliant. And the look on Joel's face when he was voted out was priceless.

And while I think it was a terrible idea to keep the spineless sack of potatoes around, I couldn't help but smirk. I really hate bullies! He had it coming...