Monday, July 30, 2007

New Beginings, Old Hatred

Thousands of people hoping to be the next over-hyped, manufactured commodity lined up outside Qualcomm Stadium Monday morning.

The American Idol herdings have begun.

The sign may say first in line, but they are the back end of the gene pool. These lunatics are cut from the same cloth as the show's fans - they believe in dreams coming true, dreams powered by reasonably priced phone-voting and murderous renditions of beloved songs by folks who have no business in front of a microphone, let alone being on stage.

Rather than Uncle Tom Randy or Loaded Paula or Snooty Twat Simon, a horde of producers will be cherry picking the top bottom feeders for the "entertainment" of the nation. My idea? Set up all the cameras like a football game (including that above field 360 cam) and just carpet bomb everybody. You could show that to me for weeks, and I'd even pony up a vote just to get into the spirit.


The world needs another Taylor Hicks, like, so much.

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