Say it loud, I’m a racist, and I’m proud. Oh, don’t give me that; you are, and so am I. Yes you, whose boyfriend is white. And you, whose best friend is Hispanic. And yep, you too, whose favorite elementary school teacher was black. And even you, whose adoptive daughter is Asian. We’ve all got a bit of it in us, (some obviously more than others). After all it’s as American as well…apple pie.
So what’s up with all the controversy on this season of Survivor? I mean come on, let’s keep it real. Just take a stroll through your neighborhood for evidence, or think about your last gathering with friends. Hell, visit any diverse high school or college cafeteria, and who’s sitting where at the lunch tables says it all. As much as we are united we are also very much divided.
Survivor didn’t create this, nor is the show perpetuating anything that hasn’t already or will not continue to go on. The show is merely emulating what naturally occurs in our everyday lives, and that is expect for special circumstances, and when forced like say at work, or say on the subway, most people usually stick with their own.
Unlike previous seasons, where tribes are usually divided once they reach land, these 20 castaways, with dollar signs and 15 minutes of fame in their eyes, already knew their grouping fates. This, of course, spoils it for all of us watching at home, who’d love to have seen their unscripted reaction when they found out they were going to be divided by race. Unscripted reactions? Wait a minute, maybe that’s asking too much of reality TV.
Anyway, what they should have done is blind-fold them all until just a few moments before they had to jump and row for their lives.