Weekly Dose of Hatred

Today's WDoH is brought to you by all the assholes that tune in to make shows like Dancing with the "Stars", American Idol, and X Factor national phenomenons. I might hate them more than

I hate televised talent shows.


I cannot, for the life of me, understand the appeal of glorified talent shows. Shows like American Idol, America's Got Talent, Sing Off, Dancing/Skating with the "Stars", and the newest polished turd to come out of Simon Cowell...The X Factor offer next to no perceived value to anyone except the people that win them and become famous for 3-4 weeks before the next talent show wraps up. What causes millions upon millions of Americans to flock to their televisions in eager anticipation to watch Chaz Bono and Nancy Grace shake their respective fat parts while their dance professional partners struggle to keep up with their "star" partner's spastic movements? Do people love the fact that their vote counts, because unless you enjoy watching the previously mentioned lumps of humanity, your votes don't count.

Talent shows are things that children hold at summer camp. Raise your hand if your kid has ever brought home a flier from school asking for volunteers for their reenactment of a single camera situation comedy. Anyone got kids doing a procedural cop drama show at their local elementary school? Has anyone reading this post ever been to a summer camp that had a special "Parent's Weekend Talk Show"? Exactly, televised talent shows are probably the lowest form of entertainment. Except of course for anything on MTV.

It's maddening that out of the top 20 network shows every single week, 5-6 of them are 'Talent Show' and 'Talent Show Results Show'. Americans not only love to watch these mostly talent less piles of garbage shake and sing for the approval of millions of texting fans but they love to watch the horrible pop culture icons these shows create. Case in point, William Hung.

I'm calling it right now. We are about 2-3 years away from a legitimate network (I'm looking at you CBS) airing an entire hour of awkward, horribly unfunny kids doing inane skits in the log cabin cafeteria of Camp Anawanna. And no, Saturday Night Live doesn't count...they have their own set.