Hear ‘Bachelor’ contestants ‘tell all’ during 2-hour show

According to the stuff the network feeds me, the women on tonight’s two -hour helping of “The Bachelor” (7 p.m., WPTYTV Channel 24) will “tell all”! As a less-thanregular “Bachelor” watcher, I’m a bit perplexed. How can folks who live under continual surveillance, whose every utterance and banal machination is documented and dissected, have anything more to divulge?

On a similar note, “Love Broker” (9 p.m., Bravo) debuts. New Yorker Lori Zaslow brings a brash, near-pathological self-assurance to the world of matchmaking. One gets the sense she’d be better at selling stocks or real estate, but settled for setups during the economic downturn.

As if to compensate for her intense type -A personality, she takes her male clients out for casual strolls in the park, where they stare at female passers-by with the clinical scrutiny and dark intensity of a cat sizing up sparrows.

We learn just how picky some New Yorkers can be. We also see just how quickly

My Answer Zaslow’s male charges realize that she’s the right woman for them. Sorry, fellas, she’s married! And you’re on a show that’s less about finding love than selling “Love Broker” as a commodity.

One thing struck me last week when I read about the death of Davy Jones, member of the Monkees and star of “The Monkees.” Buried in all of the personal tributes and fan nostalgia was the simple fact that “The Monkees” itself ran for only two seasons. Yet more than 40 years on, many remember it fondly.

When people rhapsodize about television, music and pop culture of yore, they tend to forget the brevity of most old trends. Things were hot, then they were not, and then they were over. Of late, pop culture phenomena tend to drag on forever and lose whatever resonance they once had. Madonna didn’t make a comeback at the Super Bowl; she never went away. Much like “The Monkees,” “icarly” is a surreal cartoon confection aimed at tweens. But it’s been on for five years now. Yet 44 years after “The Monkees” went off the air, some of us are still humming “Daydream Believer.”