BB9 Results: The Best Girl Won

Well, for once I am pleased to be proved wrong. BB9 ended last night in the most unexpected result – the trophy taken by the underdog, and thus blowing all of my theories out of the water.

My first theory was that Rex, despite his snide, downward-glancing humour and inability to keep his vicious opinions to himself, could bag the vote. I wondered if there were enough people in this country just like him to give him the upper hand. That was, before he took his part in pecking at Sarah with the other boys.

Darnell, too, I figured would have a fighting chance – not only is he a black albino giving him kudos with the “equality” mob, but in between his self-admonishing downers he would come out with a few truly inspired and insightful comments. Alas, he came across as a real-life Jekyll and Hyde. The spoilt, depressive boy inside that believes the whole world is against him was just too over-powering, and the street-wise and observant man without was just smothered. Shame.

As for Sarah, well. I’d have loved the dorky, flirtatious Aussie to win, but hey, she already had, hadn’t she? Having taken away £25 grand, there was little chance on taking the coveted first place as well. The British public simply aren’t that generous.

Mikey was my favourite to win. Not that I wanted him to, you understand: I just believed that he would. After all, in the kingdom of equal opportunities, the blind man is King. Mikey is the epitome of what every bleeding heart wants to see: a highly-opinionated fighter who will not bow down in the face of a bully. Good for him. Right on. If only he could muster a few positive words, as well.

And that is why Rachel won. Because she really is a genuine pacifist. She was smart enough to see the problems within the house, to know and understand the hidden agendas and game-plays, she was sensitive enough to let it get to her on occasion, but she also kept her opinions to herself, she didn’t create fights or blow up if someone attacked her. She took some nasty verbal beatings in that house, and she sat there and took them all.

Her housemates ridiculed her for “sitting on the fence” and seemed infuriated that she didn’t bitch and grumble about life in the house. Perhaps because they feared how they themselves looked beside her? Maybe they knew that she was the one that looked good on camera, for her ability to take their nonsense without retaliating like a kid. They saw her as boring because she didn’t make waves. She had no outright enemies. Rex said to her, “I would swap you for Scrabble,” and still she couldn’t outright hate him.

Yes, out of them all, Rachel deserved to win, if only for being the best example of a human being, for being a true example of how people should behave. But one must remember that people like her would not shine without the Rexs and the Darnells of the world. In fact, the world without such characters would be boring. Nice, but boring.

The main lesson I learned from watching BB9 is not to underestimate the British public. There are enough people out there who won’t back the nasty characters in the name of entertainment, who don’t bump up the score on an individual because they are missing something vital in their physical make-up, and who really do see the goodness within others, and approve of it.