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I find it sad that the AI producers can't accept that their show has passed any notion of being "a singing competition" in the true sense of the word and has long since crossed over to the side of schlocky camp and tiresome predictability. Sure, I didn't know that Michael Johns was going to be the one going home last night, but I: a. knew that each and every contestant was going to absolutely suck on Tuesday, b. knew that it wouldn't be Carly, Archuleta, David Cook, or Brooke White going home, c. didn't care that it was Johns, and d. don't give a flying flaming fuckerdoodle what happens next week or any of the subsequent weeks thereafter. Do they really think the reason they got such high ratings last season was because people genuinely enjoyed watching Jordin Sparks sing like a goat or Blake Lewis briggity-break it diggity-down on stupid 80's songs? No, they tuned in to see what crazy hairstyle Sanjaya would rock and if he could possibly stick it out for one more week. At least they kept it somewhat interesting for the remainder of the season after Sanjaya was sent packing by keeping an incredibly talented singer (Melinda Doolittle) in the competition up to the top 3. You know those really high ratings you got last year, Idol? That was your show reaching its summit, its apex, its pinnacle, its highest point. Once you reach that point, Idol, you can only do two things: 1. You can learn to fly and push yourself higher or 2. You can let gravity do its work and begin your slow, painful descent to the bottom. I think we know what you've chosen to do, Idol. You've topped out, and the only direction to go is down. Some would say you've "jumped the shark." I just say you screwed the pooch.
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