Originally Posted by ciderman9000000

Yes Sherlock, we all know that already. The fact of the matter is though: who gives a flying fuck where he sleeps once the camera is off? You don't see that bit so it makes shit all difference to the viewer. As long as he eats a live scorpion or tucks into a rotting animal corpse or jumps in a freezing pool or pisses his pants and puts them on his head we, as intelligent, quality seeking, members of the viewing public, are entirely satisfied. If i want waste an entire hour of my precious life learning how to make a shitty gay canoe I'll stick Ray Mears on. If, on the other hand, i'd rather watch some clown drink the fluids from an elephant turd and butcher a happy little tortoise, it's Grylls every time.

In conclusion:
Mears = fat, berry-bothering, puff
Grylls = godlike harbinger of tortoise genocide