Well, we may finally have an answer to one of our society’s most pressing questions: Are we laughing at Trump or with him?

Sales of the new magazine Trump World may go a long way towards answering that question.

Will the Donald make like Oprah and feature a photo of himself on the cover of each issue?

Of course not. It’s the Donald after all.

The next step: Live Poker.

You’d think that by now Naomi Campbell would’ve learned that you never wear a bikini in Italy.

Tonight marks the last episode of Real World San Diego. While they will show a court hearing for one of their oft-drunken and disorderly castmembers, the show’s producers opted to never make any mention to charges of a rape that took place in the Real World house (although none of the cast members were implicated in anyway).

This milestone seems like a good enough moment to get an update on the state of the show that in large part launched the reality television revolution.

It sucks. It is more staged than ever. By the end of each season nearly all of the female characters are dressing in bikini bottoms and tube tops (which makes the show quite pedestrian by MTV standards). Real World San Diego was ultimately reduced to little more than a group AA meeting. The castmembers were entirely unlikeable and drunk in almost every episode.

There really was a time when this show was interesting. But it has become an MTV version of itself and the audience and participants are left feeling punk’d.

Now Paris Hilton’s dad wants to get in on the public humiliation act. He is pitching his own reality show focused on high rollers in Vegas.

He must have missed the memo. You have to be an idiot and be a hot pornstar to make it in this biz.

In most cases, the copying of art and or business models can be grounds for legal action. But these are different times. Reality television introduces yet another moral dilemma.

What happens when you steal someone else’s really crappy idea.