Why Can’t They Just Let American Idol Die With Some Dignity?
While all the rumors run rampant about judges leaving, new potential judges and Nigel Lythgoe coming back as producer to American Idol I find myself wondering what I wonder about so many things. I’ve always been and always will be someone who believes in quality not quantity. That goes for everything from chocolate to life. Lest you think that I’m an advocate of the Soylent Green approach to life (killing everyone when they get a certain age and then turning them into food for the rest of the population without their knowledge, “Soylent Green is made of people!” insert Charlton Heston’s pained face here), I assure you that I’m not but all it takes is watching one relative or friend slowly slip away as they’re eaten away by disease until they’re no longer even themselves that has shaped my belief that should the time come for me to languish away bit by bit I’ll be looking for someone better than Wyle Coyote to drop an Acme anvil on me. Wasn’t there a song about everything having a season? Well American Idol has now has its season now, many in fact, and it’s time for it to bow out gracefully. But where there’s money to be made there’s someone who is going to try and give it a facelift to line their pockets. Why can’t they just let American Idol die with some dignity? – Don’t Get Me Started!
I stopped watching American Idol about three seasons ago. I could barely get through watching the whole audition process, where they exploit people’s mental illnesses. I don’t care what you say, you have people on there who really think they can sing or are going to be superstars who can’t sing a note and while we all laugh at them we become a collective of couch bullies and I don’t have the stomach to be part of that group. Sure, you can say that they “let themselves” in for it by waiting in rain, sleet and snow for three days and then finally getting in front of the judges but would you be saying that if the people’s mental illnesses were more prominent than just a little self delusion?
Once the judges cast the show (and believe me they cast them more on the participants’ personal tragedy story than their singing abilities) the real torture begins of having to watch these kids try desperately to be “stars” while the judges offer little constructive criticism to help them because they’re more concerned with their own camera angle or creating a catch phrase. (Are you hearing me “Dog” – ‘cause I dunno that was just a-right with me and pitchy in places but mad props ya know I got love for you.)
I watched the first few seasons and I got everything you’re supposed to out of it. I wanted Kelly Clarkson to win and I felt personally responsible for her win but as time has marched on, the talent has gotten worse, the shows have gotten longer and perhaps worst of all, it seems as though those involved with the show began to believe that they were more important than the singers or the competition. You can applaud Simon for leaving but didn’t he stay too long at this fair too?
The American public has tastes that change rather quickly and I don’t think that’s a bad thing, I just think we have a short attention span and have to acknowledge it. I get that American Idol was a great idea when it first came out but it’s time has passed. Let it go. It’s like trying to get someone to love you after they’ve moved on, even if you get them back you’re going to have to sleep with one eye open for the rest of your life to make sure they’re not trying to chew through the restraints at night while you’re sleeping. (whoa, have no idea where that came from but it’s so bizarre I’m leaving it in)
So let’s all put on our black t-shirt that’s just a little too tight and shows off our man boobs and mourn not only the passing of Simon Cowell leaving American Idol but the entire show. I don’t care if Simon thinks the show couldn’t survive without him, I don’t care if Ryan Seacrest has to find something he’s actually good at besides wearing suits that are tailored so tight that they make him look as if he has no circulation going to that big head of his and I don’t care if Randy Jackson and the rest of the lot have to go back to actual careers at something they were talented doing. It’s time to let it go. And while we’re at it, let’s start putting a few expiration dates on a few other shows: The Bachelor, The Bachelorette, Survivor, Dancing With The Stars, So You Think You Can Dance, Real World (and every version of Real World Road Rules, whatever), all reality shows with “rock” star family men or rock stars trying to supposedly find love and finally turn Snooki and the gang from Jersey Shore over and you’ll discover that they’ve got until the end of 2011 before they’re rotten…oh wait, maybe they’re like a dented can, doesn’t matter what the expiration date is, you should still throw it away because it’s damaged goods. Why can’t they just let American Idol die with some dignity? – Don’t Get Me Started!
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