Real might be say, following the life of a caterer, or the reality of politics in a big city, or a police officer’s daily routine (and most police officers do not get to fire their gun in their entire career).

The original reality shows were about people we could pretty much relate to (well, almost), and it just snowballed from there onwards. Now “real” means building a house with no exits, daily stunts and games, eating peanut and jelly sandwiches for a week, I mean this is just another corporate entertainment machine that we’re told is “reality”.

Podcasts and the like are better because everyday people make ‘em. You get the dead air as they um and aw as they try to get music on, or talk about inane bullshit that you find crazily funny or boringly dull. But either way you know the person is the person and not just a facade for show.