The Grand Delusion

All right, I'll admit it, I love watching American Idol. The season debut was last night and I was hooked again. I love the first couple episodes of the season. That's when they show all the American Idiots who want to be idols doing their auditions. This is like televised crack for me. I can't get enough.

Again, Chicago got to be at the forefront of idiocy. The show opened with an aerial shot of Soldier Field surrounded by the tone deaf hopeful vying for their chance at stardom. I don't know where to begin. It was all so delicious. One disturbing image stands out. A scary bearded guy dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, pony tailed wig and all singing "Lady Marmalade." It was as if I was watching an audition for some underground fetish porn movie.

What always amazes me is the utter lack of talent that most people present. Am I the only person who strives to be a little self aware? These people are, to quote a friend, "aggressively untalented." I love the fact that they get so upset when the judges call them on it. They can't believe that the caterwalling they just subjected the country to is not worthy of a record contract. I really enjoyed the 16 year old stripper in training with the Sunkist orange fake tan who flipped the judges off after they dismissed her and then "sour graped" the whole proceeding while standing next to her trashy mama who shared her affinity for too much eye liner.

I don't want to discuss everything today. It's a long season and my focus is drifting. Paula looked liked she was staying on her meds. I guess that will keep her from "helping" another contestant.

So much to mock, so little time. I'll be watching, but in the meantime, I better go work on my rendition of "Mandy." Maybe I'll become deluded too. Later...Brian