Last Wednesday, in Mission Viejo, waiting to have a tux tailored, I killed a few minutes at the strip mall's neighboring Dietrich's. A handful of kids from the neighboring high school hung around the coffee shop. I overheard this, one side of an animated cellphone exchange:
"No, it's not real!"
"Yes, I have."
"But it's a 'reality' show--not a reality show."
"Look, I have friends who live in Laguna Beach, and they watch Laguna Beach. Why would they do that if it was really real? They would already know all that stuff."