Wow. Our experiment is off to a great start—let's see if we can finish it off sooner than expected.
Sometimes it's the simplest video cut-ups that are the most effective, and here's another one of those "wish I'd thought of it" clips. Via the blog FourFour, it's a montage of reality show competitors (see how many you can name, kids!) insisting they're not interested in attaining any level of chumminess with their fellow contestants. Sure, I knew I'd heard that statement a few times on TV, but not this much:
After a while, the continual repetition starts to seem more like a desperate effort at convincing themselves than us. But they're right, "this is not America's Next Top uh, Best Friend" (my favorite moment of that whole clip). Therefore, consider me inspired. I've decided to adopt this attitude from now on, and so to all you sassy commenters (and Mother Jones employees who find my presence on your hallowed web pages offensive): I didn't come to the Riff to make friends! I came here to, uh, write about French techno, I guess. And win the million dollars. I get a million dollars for this, right?