Up until about 24 hours ago, this is how I'd been feeling.



                                        


Yes, I'd felt as though I'd nearly become stuck in a warp of ridiculousness.  And I sympathize with Brian the dog, who had to endure obnoxious segments of the Weenie and the Butt "show" after asking a simple question.  


                                                         


On the bright side, I am lucky enough to have a husband who understands me in this thing I call "real life".  And I am also lucky enough to remember that no matter how much we try to animate bullshit in an effort to make it seem cool, we can't help but sound and look as stupid as Weenie and the Butt.

Oh, and speaking of Weenie and the Butt, not only did I and millions of others feel that 98% of Adam Lambert's performances were over-the-top and annoying but we also knew that he was gay. 

But while the media can take its "shocker" of an entertainment-news article and shove it, I have to ask: does anyone really give a flying shit about Lambert's (or anyone's) sexuality, anymore?  I mean, if this "story" were introduced years ago, I'd understand a raging reaction and controversy from ignorant folks.  But, c'mon!  Homosexuality is neither breaking news or an accomplishment.  And millions of people (myself included) accept it! 

Also, Lambert didn't finish in second place because of his sexuality.  How could he, when he didn't even bother to represent the gay population?  He, instead, avoided it.  So sore-loosing Lambert fanatics might want to drop the lame excuses, already.  This was a singing competition and Lambert blew his chances at first place with his shrieking, beginning with that putrid, Broadway rendition of "Satisfaction" by the Rolling Stones.  How ANYONE can vomit on a Rolling Stones song like that is beyond me. 

Anyway, Lambert strutted like a star from the very beginning, with a consistent deliverance that left very little for viewers to desire.  As such, he, a talented young fellow, demonstrated that he'd taken a step down from what he was capable of accomplishing, probably because he didn't want to do the work-- the equivalent of my enrollment in a High School Spanish course when I have been taught to read, speak and write in Spanish since about the age of five... except that I'd taken up Italian for a few years, instead.  Lambert took a familiar, easy route to success this season.  And so he bored-- er, regaled-- us with what was expected of him and only what was expected of him.

On the other side of the ring stood Kris Allen, a performer who has remained true to himself and demonstrated growth within the competition.  He also took great risks with his voice and creativity, giving viewers something to look forward to and proving some wrong through his successful performances.  As much as I'd rooted for Allison Iraheta or Danny Gokey to make it to the final round, Kris Allen exceeded our expectations, going from the average Joe who often goes unnoticed in society to the surprise of a deserving winner.  No, he didn't hit some of Lambert's high notes.  But he still gave us a nice run for our money, just like David Cook,  Carrie Underwood, Jordin Sparks, Kelly Clarkson, Ruben Studdard, Taylor Hicks and so on and so forth.  And don't get me wrong-- I own not a single album by any of these winners, mainly because I'm not a big fan of their musical productions.   But Kris Allen was grateful and deserving of this win, and he went so far as to publicly announce that he wasn't the best out there. 

How 'bout that? 

Why have I even addressed the ridiculously dramatic American Idol, today?  Well, I guess it's because I become a little tired of people's senseless whining, sometimes, and the show serves as a divine example of that.  And instead of simply inserting my foot up the asses of the stupid, I prefer to grant them the migraine associated with actual thought and consideration of someone other than their all-too-important and shallow selves.