It's a Sad, Sad World...

Alas, even in today's world of technology, when we think we have all the answers, the human factor enters in.

Last Night's American Idol was just such an example.

Now before we get into the rant part, lets explore a few facts:

Fact 1, Lineup.
Whenever a show of this nature calls for viewers to vote, and doesn't start the the votes until the show is over, the final slot on the lineup is the coveted slot. That's the performance that everyone remembers.

Hence the keynote speaker at conferences is always last. The band never plays before their warm-up group at concerts.

Fact 2, Influence
The producers of American Idol certainly allow America to vote, but they also know that they are expected to advance a career for whomever wins, so they have to do everything in their power to make sure that the winner is someone they want to work with.

Fact 3, unexplainable phenomenon.
For whatever bizarre and unexplainable reason, the producers of American Idol think Adam "Freak Boy" Lambert is a superstar, worthy of their everlasting fawning and attention.

Ok, Now we have the facts out of the way, lets deal with reality.

He's a freakin freak! He may have talent, but he chooses instead to hide his talent, not under a bushel, but under a bucket. The bucket that he should have used to carry his tune. His voice sounds like a combination between a bagpipe with a hole in it and a mouse running around the bottom of a metal can.

He screeches, squeals and shrieks like an amateur soundtrack for a 1960's independent sci-fi film and the judges act like he just lip synched Frank Sinatra.

He has proven that he has the ability to look good, if he chooses to do so, but instead he appears on stage looking like a Village People rendition of a futuristic Elvis Presley having a bad hair day.

Seriously, the guy could take some tips from Jack McFarland on how to appear more masculine. The funny thing is going to be when he comes out, and all of the teeny-girls who have been going gaga, and texting votes at 10 cents a pop on their parents cell phone bills all discover that it really is Adam and Steve, not Adam and Eve. (Not that there's anything wrong with that but ...)

So anyway,

Last night, American Idol, as always, set Adam Lambert up to be a superstar. They gave him the cherry on the cake, the "pimp position" singing last, so as to garner more votes. What they didn't figure on was that the guy with the timer must have been on vacation, because the show ran 8 minutes over, and all those people who set their Tivos didn't get to see Adam screech his way through Tears for Fears song Mad World.

Oh well, too bad, so sad.

I'm just afraid that if he actually gets eliminated, because of this, he will cry foul, the judges will use their judges save, the producers will decide it was a technical error, and give them a new judges save, and Adam will have skated through one more horrific performance.

I wish he would just get his falsetto butt back to whatever garage band he plays with and leave the singing to the real singers.