I can't believe the wailing, moaning and gnashing of teeth going on in this country over that lame show "American't Eyedull". Some chick wins a phone-in poll-style vote and you'd think it was Algore's encore.
Dave facilitated this typical Idle-Riot over on Fotoslop.
I can't say I never saw it - I did catch a glimpse around the time that dentally-challenged "She-Bang" dude caught fire (that woulda been intresting) - but I am of the considered opinion that it's fluff. And extremely lame fluff at that.
I can say I never had to watch it. The yutzpucklers on WWL radio's moaning show recapped it every morning-after, so I knew who was great, who stunk, who got gonged, to what extent the gonging was a travesty, yada, yada, yada.
I don't CARE who won. Not that winning is necessarily the nazz either. I hear the runners-up don't have to wait for the reigning Miz Yammerica to step down, they get their own contracts because they've had so much exposure. Even Neworlinsown George Huff is currently on some kind of tour or another, so he's not exactly rinsing dishes at Copeland's for a living.
But the one thing I took an interest in was the overbearing pomposity of that cocksure, fully self-aggrandized judge, Simon
Barsinister Cowell (mooooooooo).
Wouldn't all you teeth-gnashing wailers out in the wilderness just love it if those pathetic candidates gathered together one collective 'nad and challenged that blithering ego trumpet to put his big-shot big-mouth out there and sing something?