AP Photo/Matt RourkeHorror upon horrors, we found a reality-show star worse than Jon Gosselin: Michael Vick.
Not only does the despicable Vick (and we mean despicable to the very core, and not just for douchey Letterman-type behavior) get reinstated into the NFL, he gets his own reality show following his return to the spotlight.
So Mike's slapping himself on TV so people will "get to know [him] as an individual" and "change the perception" people have of him? We already know too much about how M.V. treats defenseless creatures, and the crybaby has nobody to blame but himself for his poor standing with the public.
We'd seriously rather watch Papa Gosselin and Daddy Lohan bitch about their ex-wives and bratty kids over lattes for a half hour in the too-terrible-not-to-be-televised Divorced Dads Club than watch one second of this show.
Charlie Casablanca herself barked to me: She insists that the only reality TV we'll be viewing in the Casablanca household involving Vick will be when he's pitted against other creeps like Gosselin in a people fight—and then she'd like to ask Vick how he likes being tortured to death.
Does BET really think anybody'll tune in? Even the curiosity factor of wondering just how Vick plans on digging himself out of the hole he's in isn't enough of a draw.
Why doesn't BET next air a reality docu-series about Chris Brown trying to win his fans back? We're just as likely to completely ignore that gimmick, too.