Cheaters

This show is my guilty pleasure. It’s really like a horrific car crash; you know you shouldn't be watching but somehow can’t turn away.

If you don’t know about this show I’m not really surprised, it’s been bounced around from network to network and time slot to time slot and it is pretty hard to keep track of.

The premise goes like this: if you have a spouse or significant other that you suspect of infidelity, you can call the telephone number on television show or you can go to Cheaters.com and tell them your tale of woe. The fine folks at Cheaters will set up surveillance of the offending mate and film the whole thing to show to you, and then you get to confront them in the act, with the cheatee!

Oh man, it is reality TV at its smarmy best. There are folks caught in the act in cars, against houses, in parks everywhere! Cheaters is equal opportunity too; black, white, young, old, English speaking and non-, gay, straight, transgender, everybody can play. The host, Joey Greco, is alternately devil’s advocate and pot stirrer. Greco employs his most sympathetic tones as he extends the video camera to the victim and says: “I hate to be the one to show you this”. Yeah right.

Hell hath no fury like a partner scorned or cuckolded and the true voyeuristic fun is in the “confrontation”. When offended party confronts the cheater and cheatee it’s time to let the good times roll!

If you get a chance to watch this show, by all means do. If you enjoy it well I can keep a secret.