Tonight, we watched the latest results on American Idol. For once, I thought that the two contestants who received the lowest number of votes were the right ones, based on the performances. I was glad to see arrogant pinhead Scott Savol voted off, but he's not the person who really irritates me.
The person I really can't stand is vapid, vacuous Ryan Seacrest. It's a rare show when I don't want to throttle him. Tonight--and on other occasions this season--I heard him refer to Scott Savol as "Scotty the Body". So that's supposed to be cute or funny? Fat jokes? Obviously, Scott Savol is obese, and the message the moronic Mr. Seacrest is giving to all of the teenagers who really drive this show is that making fun of people based upon their appearance is a good thing to do. Time was, I was thin, but I didn't make fat jokes. I never stooped to such a level, and someone on national TV should be above that. Of course, I would hope someone on national TV also would have more talent than Seacrest.
If Mr. Seacrest were to get his balls torn off in a freak accident, I don't think I would feel bad. Rather, I could then make fun of him for having been emasculated, because this moronic closet queen has showed me that that's the right thing to do to someone who is different from what I'm used to or would prefer to see.