First of all I have to be better in 2009 about blogging. Once I get off the air I really don't have much to say. I kind of shut down for the day and try and recharge my batteries.
So tonight we have the start of season seven for American Idol. There is no arguing with the success of this show but I think I have had enough. These contestants come in humble and the more success they attain the more egotistical they become.
Carrie Underwood seems to be the most appreciative winner while Clay Aiken (although not a winner) seems to have really over estimated his importance to the rest of mankind.
He came on idol looking like someone the high school bully would give wedgies to when he wasn't eating his bag lunch alone in the school cafeteria. Three months later he has a new hair style, a new look, is adored by middle age women across America who later are shocked when he announces he prefers the strong embrace of another man. Clay Aiken coming out of the closet even made the cover of People magazine.
American Idol is a monster..a publicity machine...and like zombies we are led to watch this over-the-top talent show. Feed the loser to a cage of hungry lions and maybe I'll tune back in.