I have been sucked in by the American reality television show Dance Moms. I’m not proud of the fact. It showcases everything vile about reality television and each episode makes me weep for the human condition. But it’s so addictive. The show follows a group of mothers and their children (aged six to fourteen) as the kids get ready to compete at a big national dance competition. The dance coach is abusive, manipulative and a prime example of the saying ‘those who can’t do, teach’. The mums sit in a little fishbowl room above the studio and watch her yell at their kids for eight hours straight each day.