What a TV show this is! I have never seen anything like it in my life. If you have not watched Rich Kids: Cattle Drive , do so. You'll laugh, you'll cringe, you'll shake your head in wonderment.

The concept: it's a reality show in which the children of successful LA-types are sent out to do a cattle drive, or in other words, to work for the first time in their lives. (Participants include Terry Semel's daughter, Courtney; Brittny Gastineau; Alex Quinn's son, and a New York socialite named Fabian Basabe who, perhaps through editing, has become something of the villain of the show.)

It is absolutely hilarious to watch these kids (who all dress in exactly the same by the way: same sunglasses, same faux-op-shop tops, same faux-op-shop jackets with hoods flopped over the collar). In short, they have no coping skills whatsoever except for the phrases, "I'm so over this, I want to go home," or "Why can't we just pay someone to do this?"

Sure, it's another reality show in a world that doesn't need any more reality shows (and filled with young people hoping for the same magic that TV bestowed upon Jessica Simpson), but it makes for sensational TV.

Just as Moondust gave me an insight into how we as human beings deal with an astonishing act of achievement, Rich Kids: Cattle Drive has given me insight into the opposite: what kind of adult is created when, as a kid, that person was given absolutely everything in life? When they have never had to actually achieve anything. The answer is on your TV screen. Give it a go.