Bachelor of Hearts

A new season of The Bachelor begins on Monday, September 24, on ABC, and I am once again appalled by the concept. Putting 25 women on the air who are willing to demean themselves by vying for the affection of a single man debases everyone connected with the show, including the viewers. How can anyone disrespect themselves so much to allow themselves be wooed knowing that their suitor is doing the same thing with so many others? This is even more degrading than a two-bit toilet tramp trolling for trouser treats (or so I'm told).

I could never tolerate anyone toying with my affection. I should mention that I was totally supportive of Glenn Close's character in Fatal Attraction. If I had written the screenplay I would have put Michael Douglas in the pot instead of the rabbit. I'm a one-man man and I expect my counterpart to be the same: "I'm not going to be ignored, Dan."

Don't give me a rose if you are also handing them out to anybody else. And don't fake flirt with me either. If you are going to sweet talk me you'd better mean business or the pet goes in the pot.