Gift ved første blik

Or, Married at First Sight.

Brought to us courtesy of the Danes, this is the latest in the arms race that is reality TV.

As viewers have become accustomed to the shock and awe of last season’s hit, it seems that this season has to go just that bit further.

I’m telling you, next it will be suicide bombers.

In any case, notified by a tweet to the existence of Married at First Sight (I don’t actually watch TV), I checked out a couple of YouTube clips.

Still perplexed I turned to Wiki; “It features three couples, paired up by four experts, who agree to get married when they first meet. The couples will spend the wedding night in a hotel, then leave for a nice honeymoon. When returning, they live together for a month, where after they can choose to be divorced, or stay married.”

Oddly, this turned up the same day that our head political muppet was rabbiting on about the sanctity of the solemn union between a man and a woman. This to appease the swinging but still somewhat homophobic voters at the edges of the latest housing developments in the world’s most liveable city.

Here’s a thought folks – L’s, Red P’s, Green P’s, Black … 5 year renewal … 12 demerit points.

And like any good taxation system there’s no point in not collecting tax off anyone silly enough to make donations regardless of their sexual persuasion.

I wonder if Married at First Sight is going to slip in a same sex couple? I bet they don’t because it’s probably mostly watched by the same people that Abbott is trying to please.