As a rule, I have little interest in reality TV shows. This is because the reality is often scripted and the participants are celebrity seeking exhibitionists who have little in common with normal Americans. To me, these shows are a waste of brain cells.

Then I watched Momma’s Boys, which is as vapid as any reality show ever conceived. But to my horror, I was helplessly riveted to this unfolding train wreck, equally appalled by the participant’s low-brow behavior and my own fascination with the onscreen fireworks. Read more