I've never been a fan of Carey's, though I'm not the sort of person to delight in his downfall. In the long run, it's hard to know who to feel less sorry for. ![]() "And we'll find out if Wayne accepts whether he is prone to aggression when under the influence of alcohol and drugs when we return from this incredibly butch commercial break." Conversely, I could certainly handle watching Lauren Cleary being gently probed by an interviewer like Andrew Denton, although the "show me with the wine glass how you had sexual relations with someone other than your husband" may lose something in the translation. Imagine how much more immensely satisfying the entire Denton experience would have been for the audience if someone had taken a moment to strap Carey to a polygraph machine before the start and rewarded him with bucketloads of cash every time he gave a correct answer. But I didn't start seeing Kate Neilson six weeks after, it was a little bit longer after, after that." All of which was presumably his private verbal homage to Groucho Marx's famous "the party of the first part" speech and should therefore be applauded for its studied levity. Although Sally and I were, I say that we, we certainly were not getting along for a fair period of that time. His answer to Denton's "when did you start seeing Kate Neilson?" was a brilliant example. They can't bear the fact that during his time in the Enough Rope hot seat The Duck was shifty, darty-eyed and evasive, talking more circle-work bunkum than Nick Nolte on a magic-mushroom bender. That's really the result the bloodthirsty mob is baying for, isn't it? They want Wayne Carey to tell the truth. What they need to do - if you ask me, and you might as well have - is swap the formats. Lauren Cleary appears to have fared even worse morally her desire to purchase a new set of whitegoods and a holiday to the Maldives far overriding for her the thought that her sad-eyed husband might be slightly miffed about the chance she may have killed time between shampoos distributing wristies to old boyfriends. What is it that motivates these people to lay themselves bare before the eyes of a judgemental viewing public? Obviously in Carey's case there's the chance to clear his name and reputation as an out-and-out cur, although he might have considered the fact that coming across with all the candour and sincerity of the Artful Dodger working the cloakroom at the Melbourne Club may have worked against him. ![]() Why they chose to look for this on national television rather than in a quiet confession booth, or on Big Brother Up Late, like a normal person, is a mystery. While Enough Rope purported to give us a glimpse into the inner workings of a pea-brained hooligan through extensive and soul-searching questioning, take away Truth's (7.30pm Wednesday on Nine) flashing lights, cash prizes and shrieking audience and you're essentially left with the same thing - two rather frightened and misguided souls seeking redemption and reassurance before the eyes of the world. In a now supposedly "infamous" Moment of Truth episode, 26-year-old hair salon assistant Lauren Cleary also appeared on the box to trawl through her past and present relationships, which she may or may not later regret (it's all on YouTube). That's right, I get paid per quip.Įither someone in programming was enjoying the mother of all belly laughs last week or it's sheer coincidence that the white-knuckle, reveal-all papfest Moment of Truth - a US revelationary freefall whereby a hapless contestant imparts "honesty" for cash - was screened on Nine within days of fallen football star and sultana-eyed doughhead Wayne Carey ill-advisedly choosing to take a seat next to Andrew Denton.Ĭarey and Denton had a mild chat about why perhaps grasping at the boobies of random strangers may not be such a grand idea, even if by all accounts you were so wildly blotto you thought you were the queen of France circa 1603 and had the wig to prove it. Last week I watched someone participate in a television interview that picked apart their most private relationships, exposed their darkest secrets and degraded the very core of their being under the thinly disguised veil of entertainment for the masses.
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