I had a rare few hours of sofa surfing last night, nursing a potential cold and accompanied by aimless tv watching. I happened to stumble upon an episode of NYC Prep, Bravo's reality series of young pre-school kids doin' the town, squabbling, angst-ing and blowing wads of their parents' money.
Whhhooo-eeeeee! I was fairly blown away. First of all, what kind of parent would let their kid participate in an enerprise like this? It seems upon casual viewing that many of the parents are no-shows, out and about on the town or in the Hamptons, so maybe that's why.
Because this is embarrassing for these kids in a big way, like Facebook on steroids. Ten years from now, these kids will be appalled that there's visal record of them cooing over designer clothing, posing half-naked while interning for a Real Photographer, doing idiotic things in bars and putting down adults twice their age while hiring them to give voice lessons. There's the usual teenage gossiping and shopping and posing and put-downs, but in an adult way that's just icky at their age.
Well, on second thought, maybe I'm a little out of touch with city life. Maybe money does entitle kids to be incoherent, incredibly rude and self-possessed, like the brat who wants to work for Operation Smile because her resume is short on community service and she'll, like, "do anything to get into Harvard." (Harvard, if you admit her, you'll get a bunch of angry phone calls. I'm not threatening; I'm just saying.)
The kids mainly seem to want jobs in entertainment or fashion (nice use of the fancy education!), which may explain why they crave exposure -- but then, what teenager doesn't love the limelight? It's their parents who oughta be paddled, but good.
I caught a little bit of Grease a few nights ago (Excuse: the kids wanted to watch!), and thought, wouldn't it be nice to 17 again? But watching the Prep kids, I had no such desire. And that's sad. Because these really should be prime years, and those kids are already jaded.