The Mrs. is a fan of american idol. Me, not so much. In fact, I think I'd (if given the choice) rather watch an infomercial on the latest colon cleansing system. Granted, the singers are talented. Luckily, she records it so we get to fast forward through the more idiotic part, all of ryan seacrest, and just watch the performances and the judges.
I think that there's only one real judge, and it isn't the cokehead or the language butcher. Cokie loves everybody, and randy just tries to figure out ways to maintain street cred, yo, dog.
The englishman is the only real straight shooter. If he says it's crap, it usually is. I respect that.
But I'd still rather watch cindy sheehan and doctor ruth do a call in sex show.