I remember the first time I came home and found my wife glued to the TV. Seeing as she has the attention span of a crack addict with the most severe case of A.D.D. imaginable, I was insanely curious to find out what kind of show was capable of keeping MJ so enraptured. And then I saw the kids. And heard the screaming. And then SHE spoke…
Yup, she was watching the show Jon & Kate + 8, which involves Jon, Kate and their 8 (count em) kids. Two twins and a set of sextuplets. Yup, that’s eight kids.
MJ watched with glee and wonder as we learned about the lives of these two parents, who have the gargantuan task of caring for eight kids, six of them the same age. I admit, I was intrigued at first. How did they do it? What was their morning and nightly ritual like? The show briefly sucked me in by giving me a glimpse into a world I can’t even fathom.
But then Kate started talking. And she never stopped.
Simply put, Kate is a real bitch. She’s an OCD nightmare of a control freak. Granted, that’s probably a good thing for a mom of eight. But what about the guy who has to be married to that mom?
That would be Jon. From the brief time I spent watching the show, I liked him. He’s very mild mannered, laid back and easy going. But then again, I guess he has to be considering who he’s married to. She snaps at him, openly scolds him and pretty much rips off his balls and feeds them to him on a regular basis. She’s the stereotypical condescending, know-it-all mom I’ve come to despise and I wanted nothing more than to offer Jon a lifeline. I wanted to take him out to the bar and sit in beer-swilling silence while watching a sporting event, with no talk of eight potties, monster mini-buses just to go to the grocery store and family vacations that involve 10 years of planning. We would just nod at each other once in awhile, knowing this will be the only moment of solitude in that poor bastard’s life for the next few months or years.
And when you do some quick research on the show, there’s even more reason to hate Kate.
Apparently they used fertility drugs to get pregnant, which is fine. But now they rely on donations of all kinds to get by, and I hear they even moved into a new house. No doubt that’s due to the success of the show, which is nothing more than pimping out their kids for new digs. Not to mention, Kate apparently made this comment:
“Society has a responsibility to help with the children, since modern medicine promotes the use of fertility drugs, which can lead to multiple births.”
Really Kate? You actually want to stick with that statement? Because you made the CHOICE to use fertility drugs and chance multiples, everyone else should foot the bill? Shut your mouth.
But the real problem I have with this show is I don’t understand why any parent who has just spent all day taking care of their kid and then putting their baby to bed, would want to watch a show about two parents who have EIGHT TIMES AS MUCH to deal with. It’s like some horrible kind of torture. I just listened to one kid scream for a few hours, why in hell would I want to listen to that sound times eight?!!?
Yet many women defend this show and that woman to their deaths. I just don’t understand it.
Yeah, we get it. Eight kids is a lot. They struggle. Of course they struggle, they have eight kids. If I had to take care of eight kids I’d be in a straightjacket by now. But this is what they chose. And more than that, they’re getting filthy rich off it. They’re getting a new house which they absolutely, positively would not have been able to afford had it not been for the show. Yet Kate acts like everyone owes her something because her life is SO hard.
I feel her pain. I know it’s hard for me when I’m using diapers people donated to me, feeding my kid with subsidized food and moving into a new house paid for by Reality TV. That poor, poor Kate.
So I will never again watch that show. Well, at least not until Jon loses his mind, strolls into the house piss drunk with a hooker and proceeds to take a dump on the kitchen floor.