When I was living in Britain, one of my favourite television shows was Big Brother. It’s a reality show where a group of contestants are forced to live together in a house. They compete to win the game by being the last contestant remaining in the house. Completely cut off from the rest of the world and monitored around the clock, the contestants are expected to abide by all the house rules. They also must complete the tasks assigned to them by “Big Brother”—an unseen person whose voice is broadcast over the PA system. It’s a quirky, funny, and satirical show. Its motley crew of people from various social classes and backgrounds offers interesting insights on human behaviour and relationships. I recall a posh-speaking Oxford University graduate trying to downplay his status, a window fi tter who styled himself as X-Men’s Wolverine, and an unemployed lady with a pink Mohican haircut who had a crush on a pretty female contestant in the show.