My unrequited love of "Rock of Love"

I don't really understand the phrase "its like watching a train wreck." Maybe its my weak stomach or all the horrible death and destruction but I cannot say I would ever enjoy watching a train wreck. I adore watching "Bret Michael's Rock of Love" because I love seeing drunk strippers and washed out groupies compete for the attention of an over-the-hill-past-his-prime balding rocker who still believes he's living in the 80s.
Daisy and Amber are the two "lucky" contestants who made it to the top two. "Lucky" because the prize in store for them exists in an overweight-drug and alcohol-ravaged-std-highly-likely-balding body topped by a plastic-surgery-enhanced face garnished with 3 inches of base, 2 coats of mascara and I'm pretty sure tattooed-on eye-liner. I've heard men lament about how women will leave their face on the pillow in the morning. I can only imagine what Bret Michael's face would look like on my white linens. Ew. I just threw up in my mouth a little.
Now, I have a slight problem with any of the reality shows that purport to find love. Love is hard enough to find in a city of 10 million. Narrowing down the field to 20 eligible people and then finding the one you like the best is absurd. Although entertaining. But with Rock of Love these 20 women are so completely insane that often 10 of them are in love with him from the first week.
Daisy says in the last episode, "I'm so excited. I have the chance of spending my life with the man I'm totally in love with." As dumb as this chick is, I'm pretty sure she is the first person to ever utter these words in the same coherent sentence. Isn't part of falling in love the idea that this is the person you WILL be spending the rest of your life with? Isn't half of the fun the fact that they're falling in love with you too and the feeling of free-falling is mutual? Can you really be heart-broken when, after sharing the same man for two months with multiple other women, you get dumped? What kind of women want to share the same man and compete for him? Especially, Bret Michaels. This show completely consumes me for the abyss of psychological fodder that can be
harvested from its contestants. I love this freaking show.