Anthrocide

My first exposure to American Idol was 3 seasons ago (when, I believe, Fantasia won) when I was visiting my sister Linda. I watched and laughed at those who thought they could sing but could not and found the good singers entertaining. As they began to cull down contestants I missed some episodes and lost interest. The next season, though, Becki and I never missed an episode, all the way from the wannabes to Carrie Underwood’s victory. Last season we did the same.

But this year the luster is gone. I’m watching but something is bothering me about it. I feel like I’m being had.
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