GET IT RIGHT

Once again, American has voted. Wrong.

So on the 10th season of American Idol, the faithful following is going to be subjected to a final pitting two, yes, two country western singers.

The last two weeks, the two best singers have been voted off--James and Haley. Their problem: they weren't country. No Grand Ol' for them in the future. No Hee Haw appearances.

And I hate to be that way. I want to like and respect most all music, but when twang meets twang, it's too much for me. Not that Scotty and Lauren don't have great voices; they do, but they're not as powerful, not as much range as James and Haley. Those are the two I wanted to see in the finals, but at least one should have survived.

Another show I watch ended badly for me, too, when conniving, lying, deceiving Boston Rob won on Survivor. When some fortunate breaks and some stupid voting by the jury that he had mistreated voted to award him the million dollars. Despite the fact that his equally disreputable wife Amber had won a million in an earlier Survivor using the same underhanded tactics. Certainly Rob's loyal but weak sycophants, Peter and Natalie, were not worthy, but better choices than the eventual winner.

So I've had a bad tv week.

Next week, I'll watch the Idol, I guess. I should have a winner in Scotty even though he's the lesser of two as they say. But Adam Lambert should have won last year, too. You never know. I have trouble accepting that this year's Idol winner looks astonishing like Mad magazine's Alfred E. Newman.