On my return home Christmas evening I gave the remote control a workout, tired and quite content with all my lovely gifts and quality time spent with my family, I relaxed with the idiot box and ended up watching a chunk of the World Idol. As if the inundation of Kelly Clarkson and the twins, Clay Aikens & Reuban Studdard weren't shoved in our faces enough, let's just shove a wee bit more at em' and see if they get ratings, I'm sure they did. What I saw was for the most part unimpressive and Kelly C did a fine job and set the standard (American's can't vote for Ms. Clarkson), the young lady representing the Arab nations did a traditional "Arab" song, and my only thought was, those people need western culture and bad, oy. Thinking that K.C. had it in the bag, I continued giving the remote it's workout and eventually landed back on Fox in time to see the last contestant, a young chunky and not so pretty fellow from Norway named Kurt, his song: A Beautiful Day by U2, I love the song so I listened and that ugly lil fucker sang his heart out, gorgeous voice, great control, I got chills at the powerful presentation, those gnarly teeth were scary but God gave that ugly lil Norwegian a gift and as it stands now, he's my pick. Sorry Ms. Clarkson, we've got a lot of trilling diva's to keep us supplied for generations to come, but the raw, emotional beauty of Kurt's performance may win him this Idol crown. Me...sucker....entertain me and I'm yours. Woo!
