Recently, a guest on TV's Jeremy Kyle Show hit the presenter
in the head with a heavy envelope containing DNA test results proving he was
the father of his girlfriend's baby. Hurled with great force, the envelope's
edge caught Kyle around the ear. Clearly shaken, our host turned to confront his guest who threatened to "knock him out." Two of the show's bouncers stepped in to calm the situation before it escalated.
The man, named only as Kev, and his
girlfriend Elana appeared on an episode titled, 'Will our relationship survive
two lie-detector tests and a DNA test.' Not included were tests such as general
knowledge.
To find people suitable for his programme, Kyle drives to run-down
areas in an ice-cream van full of crack. He parks outside Pound Shops and Cash
Converters, handing out drugs, cheap cider and tickets for the show.
It’s two
weeks later. On one side of the TV studio are several fat ugly people, all
related and all sleeping with each other; on the other a baying, prurient
audience. Kyle stands between them taking the piss and generally, no-one gets
it. But sometimes it can be a risky business for the pint-sized personality,
which is why the bodyguards are there. That, and the added buzz if they
have to step in.
The whole point of the Jeremy Kyle Show is to present a morbid
procession of freakish people who are in some kind of turmoil. The programme
titillates viewers who enjoy watching a human form of bear-baiting,
inexplicably billed as entertainment. Really, even ITV should be ashamed.
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