Well, here's the Golden Bachelor
The aged-up version of ABC's hit franchise has cast 71-year-old widower Gerry Turner as its first ever silver fox

Without writers or actors, television’s future looks very bleak. And by “future,” we actually mean exactly what it looks like right now, namely a wasteland of “strike-proof” (per The Hollywood Reporter) reality programming that’s starting to sound a little more like a Rick And Morty interdimensional cable bit or fake 30 Rock slate than anything that should actually be on our screens.
Like: what if The Bachelor, but old? Can non-20-something Revolve models actually be manipulated to tears by producers find love? Will the prospective bachelorettes in the house be able to bring reading material other than the bible or, like, call their families? Forget about your Severance predictions and Yellowjackets theories, because these are the types of questions we get to look forward to in a Hollywood devoid of the creatives that actually make it worthwhile in the first place.