Besides gentrification, the only lesson that I haven’t forgotten from my Urban Sociology class in college was that every individual in our communities fulfill a social need and vacancy. For example, prostitutes (prostitute: to offer indiscriminately for sexual intercourse, especially for money) actually are of value to our society. Where would we be without prostitutes? And where would we be without MTV’s reality TV show Jersey Shore?
Am I assimilating Jersey Shore to prostitution? That was the implication. For Jersey Shore, it takes genuine personality, raw talent, release of any inhibitions, impressive work ethic, and original charm to engage in such a high degree of classless behavior (and style) to enjoy life, disregard any consequences, embrace a gift, reach fame, and be successful. This is exactly what these eight individuals did, are continuing to do, and will most likely do in the future. They don’t have a responsible care in the world besides the moment called “right now” and the night that follows that day. Couldn’t we all learn a thing or two from Jersey Shore? This is who I am. This is what I do, and I am not ashamed. Humiliation? Not in my vocabulary. I am - Ronnie who doesn’t like relationship tests, and that’s why I didn’t go to college. I am Snooki, who scuffles around in big, furry slippers, cuddling a stuffed animal. Nicole Polizzi (Snooki), adult baby or oompa loompa, knows exactly who she is and embraces her individuality. Now that’s respectable. Jersey Shore isn’t trying to be something they’re not, and what they are, they’re good at.
Ronnie Ortiz-Magro may have a warrant out for his arrest because of unpaid parking tickets. Snooki has been taken into custody for public drunkenness, disorderly conduct and criminal annoyance. “JWoww” Jenni Farley filed a police report against her ex-boyfriend, who allegedly stole possessions from her home. Despite these minor shenanigans, they’re just like you and I, clearly. Assuming that “you and I” value family and loyalty and like to have fun and make an honest living. Although what keeps me up at night is wondering just how many hours and overtime they have to put in at the gelato shop to pay for those hundreds of cocktails at the clubs. Such hard workers…
Not to mention the Jersey Shore boys love their acronyms. Such a smart and creative testosterone-fueled bunch. GTL (Gym Tan Laundry) is now a household three-letter phrase for trophy housewives to abide by; and besides welcoming the early stages of melanoma, exercising and doing laundry are actually qualities that I know I look for in a man. Admittedly, MVP (minus A for Angelina) are funny, and I have an appreciation for Mike, Vinny and Pauly D’s watchful eye for grenades (GFF: Grenade Free Foundation; although I think their standards of women are absurdly high) and their ”the shirt before the shirt.” Mike “The Situation” Sorrentino educates housemates and audiences, “I got the fresh to death kicks on. I got some jeans on, and I got the shirt, but I ain’t wearin’ the shirt when we go out. This is the Shirt Before The Shirt.” First comes wifebeater, white or black; then comes the shirt, the T-shirt.
I’m not condoning excessive alcohol abuse, three-way kissing or motorboating (in public), necessarily. Lindsay Lohan in jail then rehab for drug and alcohol addiction isn’t a laughing matter. But watching Captain Smush (aka Ronnie) stumble around intoxicated like a gorilla on all fours, kind of is. Therefore just like how the Jersey Shore cast isn’t ashamed, I’m not ashamed to watch the show and even Like it on my Facebook. Be a little open-minded. Advice? Seeing “Snooks” on screen may be tough to digest at first, but you get used to it. Plus it makes you feel even more blessed when you look in the mirror.
Jersey Shore is already confirmed for a third season. According to Wikipedia, “MTV has since exported the series to dozens of countries worldwide.” Who’s going to question Snooki’s celebrity-status now? All I know is that somebody at MTV is doing their job right.