I wonder at times where the American people and media will draw the line between entertainment and downright voyeurism? At what point do we draw the line with our newfound fascination with reality shows, "inside stories," and other such shows on television?
On Monday, Fox television broadcast the new special reality show "Who's Your Daddy?" where a woman was being paid $100,000 if she can guess who her biological father is. My question to the people at Fox is this: In which state of reality do you suppose that such a show is even remotely tasteful? In what world is it acceptable to trivialize the pain and confusion felt by so many millions of adoptees who are forbidden by law to ever know their parents?
Many adoptees are unable to know where they come from, their family history, medical history, and many other simple pieces of information that many take for granted.
I have spent my entire life without the least bit of knowledge as to my family history and origin. I find the idea that someone might find such a predicament entertaining grossly offensive. While knowing that so many individuals have suffered such a plight, the fact that some people would use this situation to make money is staggering. I might feel differently if Fox would reunite people in a more sensitive fashion unadulterated by the lure of money.
Millions of people around the world will never know their true lineage. When entering a public institution such as a school or hospital every member of society is questioned about their family background and medical history. For most people this information is second nature and delivered without a thought, like a memorized home telephone number. Yet, for those of us that are adopted this is another reminder of how little we know about our past, our parents, and heritage.
To trivialize the struggle that adoptees are faced with in their endless search for answers is demeaning and reprehensible. Network television has stooped to its lowest denomination of voyeurism finding entertainment in this exploitation of pain and confusion.
Fox, shame on you.
N. Raven Wilson