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First three seconds are classic latent Arg: hands firmly on his knees to fend off the terror of what's to come; bedazzled 'A' emblazoned on his leotard that, in the face of the cold prospect of jumping off a 20ft ski slope, looks so foolish, so hubristic; the inscrutable face of focus, repeating the mantras of his ski instructors – 'bum out, Arg, knees pliant' – on a loop inside his head. And then, somewhere indistinct between the third and fourth seconds, something inexplicable happens inside James 'Arg' Argent's body: his muscles go liquid and contort inside his skin, machinations unknown cause him to ease over backwards, his mind does not allow him to stop, and then, emotionlessly, silently, James 'Arg' Argent slides on his arse and off into the abyss, ski tips meeting for one perfect moment as he arcs towards the ground. Again:Amazing. Who needs skis when you can just sit down and slide on your behind? #TheJump https://t.co/7aLmXlGqqe
— Channel 4 (@Channel4) January 31, 2016
"Oh no," Davina McCall says. "Oh no. Up, and: backwards! Backwards!" And Arg hits the pillow like a brick thrown in the sea.The Jump injury list, as of press date (February 8, 2k16): Rebecca Adlington, peak condition former Olympic swimmer: dislocated shoulder; Linford Christie, peak condition former Olympic lunchbox ferrier: pulled hamstring; Beth Tweddle, peak condition former Olympic gymnast: broken back; Tina Hobley, Holby City actress: twice-broken and dislocated elbow; Sid Owen off of EastEnders: unidentified but agonising thigh injury. Somehow, Argent survives. Somehow, Argent lives on.Amazing. Who needs skis when you can just sit down and slide on your behind? #TheJump https://t.co/7aLmXlGqqe
— Channel 4 (@Channel4) January 31, 2016
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In a way, The Jump is the natural conclusion for our reality TV bloodlust, the first tentative steps towards a dystopian end game: shapeless low-level celebrities and peak condition former athletes, gaunt and penniless on the thin gruel of post-Olympic non-sporting life, race each other to see who can get most brutally hurt on live TV. Based on the current injury list, there is an approximate 25% chance that Jump contestants will get badly hurt: a 1 in 14 probability that they will need surgery to fuse and repair their damaged spines. And yet they cue up to jump artlessly off a ski slope on primetime Channel 4. They cheerfully offer their bound and broken limbs to Davina McCall in the interstitial ski lodge and say: I'm gutted I can't compete. All the pre-ad roll oompa bands and Sarah Harding laughing at a hot chocolate are mere distraction: we are truly here to see Tamara Beckwith burn her face off going nose-first down a ski cross route; we're here to see James 'Arg' Argent dislocate all of his limbs at once, splayed like a starfish in one perfect gravity-free moment mid-air, slumping to the ground like an octopus tossed loosely out of the sea.When celebrities agree to compete on The Jump they are essentially saying: my career is at a point where I must hurt myself for money.On NOISEY: Kurupt FM Are More Than Just A Comedy Show
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Ask yourself a question: do you want to watch Arg die? This is where we are heading. Because when he flailed arse-first out of The Jump last night, as his body crushed into the inflatable safety-bed below, he basically said: what is the next reality endeavour for me. His arms clawed at the polythene saving him from death and thought: I could do I'm A Celeb, I suppose. But if ITV2 come up with a format where Arg has to competitively bungee jump against Rustie Lee? Arg is a maybe. Channel 4 come up with an offer to do a docuseries where six celebs get hooked on heroin, Reggie Yates to do the heartfelt flophouse interviews in front of a live studio audience? Arg just needs the say-so from Freemantle, but it looks like it's a yes. And so to a doomed future: James 'Arg' Argent, choking to death on 60 hotdog sausages, trying to break a Guinness speed-eating record in front of Ant and Dec. Is this what you want? Is this what you want, you blood-crazed lunatics? Do you want Arg to die? We are, all of us, complicit in James 'Arg' Argent's inevitable death. His failure on The Jump was just one shaky, inelegant step towards infinite blackness. Only then will we be happy again.@joelgolbyMore from VICE:Why Is the UK Suddenly So Obsessed with 'Chav Porn'?Here's What Happens to You Just After You Win the LotteryHow To Do Yoga and Not Be a DickAmazing. Who needs skis when you can just sit down and slide on your behind? #TheJump https://t.co/7aLmXlGqqe
— Channel 4 (@Channel4) January 31, 2016