Thursday, January 27, 2011

Catastrophic Atrophy: Selling Souls For Shots At Trophies

This video has been posted on numerous Facebook walls today. As I copied the embeded code it had been shared 95K. The posting is usually accompanied by a note referring to true love or the degree of sadness one will feel watching the video.

I'll admit it; I felt sad. I fought tears.

I breaks my heart to see that American Idol's producers and Jennifer Lopez and Steven Tyler and Randy Jackson are using this poor woman's plight as a plotline. It is unconscionable.

And that's what it is: a plotline to hook the viewer. A marginally talented, overweight, unkempt, man is being pushed forward to an unreachable goal. Have you seen pop idols? Does Chris Medina look like Justin Bieber / Usher / Adam Levine?

Kelly Clarkson was popular before she got fat.

Carrie Underwood has drastically dropped weight. And her career is hardly idle.

Medina asks in the video: "What kind of guy would I be if I walked out when she needed me most?"

Here's your answer Chris: A better man than one who prostitutes the pain of a fellow human being to attract attention. Why must you throw her pain like roadkill into the middle of the pseudo-entertainment-superstar-highway so that her pride can attract buzz for your career?

Look. I'm not against his desire to compete. Go for it. Follow a dream. But when the producers wanted to whore her dignity, he should have said no. He should have said, "my talent - not her catastrophe." And when the judges asked to meet her, he should have said, "I'd love that. But turn off the cameras. If you want to do something for her - then only she needs to see it."

"What kind of guy would I be if I walked out when she needed me most?"

Unfortunately, his fiancée can't ask that question. Obviously she's unable to walk out when he needs her the most.