The Simple Life created a brief moment in the television ether of utterly vapid brilliance. By shoving best frenemies Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie into the mid-west, was the show a satirical portrayal of wealth and status or were Paris and Nicole being sincere, thus turning the show from satire into a documentarian realization of just how out of touch rich people are? Who cares because it was the shiiiiiiit. Watching these regular people have to put up with being cheekily insulted by two girls whose clothing cost more than their houses while also reconciling the fact that they were a bit starstruck by them was an awesome and hilarious confrontation between two worlds; the American mid-west that we overlook for being “backwards” and “down home” and the American celebrity who we idolize and condemn for being narcissistic, fame-whoring and unfairly hoarding all the wealth. It was the absolute best.