Vanity Lair

I saw a new television programme called ‘Vanity Lair’ for the first time today. I was shocked by the rules: Only people believe their looks are 10 out of 10 are allowed into the house. Visitors come and the housemates vote the best-looking one into the house, and the newcomer votes the worst looking housemate out of the house.

 Bizarre.

I started to wonder whether we really have been reduced to this level of superficiality. However, what happened in the house was interesting. The first housemate was voted out – and the reason? Not his looks – but because he had annoyed the other housemates and distanced himself from them. In the end, it came down to being able to get along with others, and if he couldn’t do it, no matter how nice he looked, he was out.

Some of the housemates were asked about what sort of person they were hoping would come into the house. The answer:

‘Not someone beautiful, there’s enough of that in here. We need someone we can get on with and have a laugh.’

It seems that at the end of the day, people will want us around because of who we are and not what we look like.

Deal or No Deal and the Universe

Now that I am regularly going to the gym, I’ve been watching more television that usual as I sweat on the cross trainer or treadmill. Yesterday I  saw an episode of Deal or No Deal.

 A woman was playing who shared that she had been through some difficult times due to a disability and was in financial difficulties. Noel praised because of her ‘positive belief’. Toward the end of the game, she had only two boxes left. She announced that she had ‘asked the Universe to put the £250,000 in box 22′. She opened the box, which contained only £5.

I guess the ‘Universe’ didn’t listen to her.

Does she realise that she is praying?

It isn’t praying to God, but it is certainly praying – what else would you call asking a higher power outside of oneself to perform a supernatural act on our behalf?