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I have a problem, a problem which I am sure is shared by millions of students the world over. I procrastinate.

I am always finding something more interesting to do than homework, and it usually involves television.

I used to do it all the time in England and it is a habit that has crossed the Atlantic ocean with me.

While I am not surprised by my procrastination, I am surprised that I am watching the same style of show that I would be watching if I was still at home.

I have what could almost be considered an unhealthy addiction to chat shows.

That would be fine if I was watching Oprah or something to that extent, but I am not.

The TV show that takes my attention away from my work and is none other than the circus that is the Jerry Springer Show.

Yes, I avoid work by watching people hit each other in front of an audience that is baying for blood, while grandpa stands at the side of the stage looking bemused by the whole situation he has created over the years.

The show, or to give it the name my roommate called it, ‘Who is my baby daddy?’ is addictive to the extreme.

I instantly hate most of the people that come on the screen, as they are just so stupid at times.

In what world, other than the one Springer has created, would a rather large and un-pretty woman attempt to gain support for her cause by showing her breasts to the world?

Also, what is the point of constantly fighting? These shows where they bring people on for ultimatums should be concerned with solving problems, not creating them.

I swear that the last time I watched the show, the security guard whispered in one woman’s ear exactly when to attack the other woman.

If I wanted to watch wrestling, I would have turned to the wrestling channel.

While I dislike almost all of the people on stage, with the exception of Springer himself, they end up getting redeemed in my eyes as the camera turns to the audience and they get to voice their opinions.

I have never seen a group of people filled with so much hate just because they have a TV camera turned on them.

The moment audience members get a chance to talk, they throw abuse at the idiots on stage.

While even I think that the people on stage need to have their heads bashed together, there is no need for personal insults. I mean, come on. They are not exactly easy on the eye, now are they?

What is the point of having the audience speak when all they do is echo the same insults the show’s participants throw at each other?

And what do I get from wasting my time watching this rubbish?

I learn that the only people that go anywhere near that show are full of hate, that security people like to stir up problems and that yes, it really is possible to marry someone who has had a sex change and know nothing about it.

Although as much as I may complain about it, I know that the next time I try and sit down to do homework in the middle of the day I will still reach for the remote and turn on “Jerry Springer”, just to yell at the people on the program.

Diane Scott, a a visiting international student from Great Britain, is editorial director of the Campus Times. She can be reached by e-mail at diane.scott@laverne.edu.