I have never been an enormous fan of reality TV shows. The first few series of Big Brother were more than enough for me. However, when a program about my own region was to be broadcast on MTV, I decided it would be simply ignorant not to indulge. Having never been a victim of the illustrious Jersey Shore- on which Geordie Shore was based- my expectations were fairly ambivalent.
The first program, however, was worse than anyone could ever have envisaged. Eight of the fakest human beings that I have ever laid eyes on entered the Geordie Shore house, with expectations of getting their 'tash on' with fellow housemates (translation=kiss). The four girls spoke of their desire to have sex with seemingly anything that moves. And the four male specimen (although perhaps Greg, less so) were on the prowl for something to 'bang' or to 'smash' - not leaving a lot to the imagination. Overall the show portrayed Newcastle in a horrendous light, giving the impression that 'Geordie' girls are, to put it quite simply, just interested in getting drunk and having sex, nothing more, nothing less. The 'true Geordie' males on the other hand, seem to have no occupation nor aspiration to do anything except apply fake tan and buy protein shakes with their dole money. The apathy of the cast towards anything which doesn't involve "getting on it like a car bonnet" infuriated me and the program further echoed my distaste for reality TV shows. I thought Cheryl Cole was embarrassing enough for our region, but apparently not. I can't begin to imagine how proud their parents must be feeling right now.
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