Despair! Woe! Wailing and gnashing of teeth! Weltschmerz! Ennui! Wear black crêpe, tear out your hair - the end has finally come. Big Brother is over, and what on earth are we to do now?
It's a good thing, then, that someone at Channel 4 must believe in either a) the afterlife or b) zombies, and decided to pump voodoo magic and black rooster blood into BB's corpse, so that the show's ghastly legions of undead followers can continue to draw sustenance from its uncanny vampyre power.
In other words, you can follow the depths to which Ant-knee (a most ungracious winner, if you ask us) and co. will sink as they chase the fickle chimaera of slebdom by whoring themselves out to anyone who'll have them - starting with Big Brother 6: What The Housemates Did Next (Thur 4pm E4; Thur 9.30am C4).
What's a trash culture junkie to do without a regular Davina fix? It's a good thing X Factor (Sat 6.55pm ITV1) is starting up again - and Londonist will be watching closely. This series could never live up to last year's, as Rowetta won't be taking part (she was robbed!) but it ought to provide some empty calories and televisual monosodium glutamate goodness nonetheless.
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