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"Reality TV with a twist" is what the producers of Joe Millionaire have dubbed it. This twisted spectacle of lies and silicone implants (my favorite form of deceit) pits woman vs. woman in an all-out bachelorette frenzy for a tall, dark and handsome man who just inherited $50 million.

But in this new form of TV verity, all orgiastic events pressurize toward the climax -- the revelation of the lie: Joe does not have $50 million. America wonders: will she stay or will she go?

Reality TV is becoming all-too real in my own life. For example, my family just voted my sister out of the house because she was "holding back the team," and I now settle all property disputes by means of a raw-bull-testicle-eating challenge.

But Joe Millionaire should not be pigeonholed as another FOX reality series. Joe Millionaire delves deeper and shows us the pervasive truth of the lie.

Lying certainly has its place in the dating game. I tell girls I am listening, and they reciprocate the lies by telling me I am smart, cute, humorous, confidant and a pleasure to be around.

Others lie to themselves by shunning premarital sex. On the other hand, some spend too much time lying on their back and end up lying to the doctor: "I don't know why it burns when I pee. Of course I used a condom."

As the voyeurs, we assume we know the truth. But underlying the apparent lies of Joe Millionaire is another layer of lies, creating an ironic perversion of truth.

We (the voyeurs) are told that Joe Millionaire (played by some Cro-magnon dude named Evan Wallace who appears to be dragging his knuckles several millennia behind the course of evolution) is a construction worker making $19,000 a year. There are now rumors afloat that Joe Millionaire had a short modeling and acting career, and at one time he lived in a condo valued at $1.6 million.

Talk about Rico Suave Millionaire.

Because of these lies, Joe Millionaire is more real than any other reality show. Joe Millionaire is one step away from the best reality show on TV right now: the news. (If you have not been watching this season of news, the main characters have been going around calling each other liars -- liars, with pants on fire. Inspectors -- walking, talking Pinocchio noses -- are seeing if these lies are true. And like Joe Millionaire, the orgiastic exchange of lies is quickly approaching an explosive climax.)

Not even The Anna Nicole Smith Show comes close to such a climactic lie. We all know that no one in the Real World lives in plush Las Vegas hotels, getting to hook up with a hot roommate every Tuesday night at 10 p.m. And the only lie surrounding The Osbournes is the idea that it is actually entertaining.

Honesty is precious, and should be protected by a shield of lies. Come the climax of Joe Millionaire, America will figure out the age-old question: Do liars ever prosper?