It was like Shakespeare, only dumber.
This was my first time watching The Bachelorette or any “Bachelor” show. I was riveted. In three millennia of human creativity, there have been few greater displays of the male ego than this two-hour television experience. 31 men tried to impress Rachel Lindsay. In the end, perhaps only Rachel left anybody impressed.
A grown man cried because he failed to make an impression on a woman he met in one afternoon (thanks to Rodger Sherman for posting the clip on The Ringer).
There were creepy puppets, lawyers, more lawyers, and elementary school.