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I’ve found that even those who consider themselves to be liberal-minded and absolutely-not-racist can be highly defensive about their right to express feelings like “I only fancy white girls” or “I’m not into black guys”.
It’s not racist, they insist, it’s just their preference and nothing can be done about it.
Indeed, instead of offering a few pithy quips, contestants are now expected to claw each other’s eyes out, serve up a never-ending stream of tear-jerking back stories and essentially act like the world’s worst human beings, all in the name of extra screen time.
While, in the future, I may direct those who tell me ‘I’m just not into Asian girls’ towards this documentary, I may well just stick with my current response: ‘Well I’m just not into racists – so this has worked out perfectly’.
Because I’m not really in the business of trying to woo closeted white supremacists , which aired last night.
On series such as The Dating Game, three potential suitors remained behind a screen while another singleton chose a winner based on his or her talent for answering banal questions in double entendres.
They were then sent on a cheap romantic getaway, all within the space of a single half-hour episode.