Here's a really funny article from the Washington Post
on why American Idol voters are complete idiots for voting off Chris Daughtry:
"The departure of rocker Chris Daughtry from "American Idol" means that the squishy middle has won once again. Daughtry was voted off the show this week, leaving behind three uninspired performers who may appeal to the masses but lack any distinctive personal style.
Daughtry glared. He glowered. He did the rock-star growl during which he looked to be at risk of popping his jugular. He wore cool shades. Oh sure, he was cocky. But he should have been. He was the best. America, have you no soul?
Yamin seems like a nice guy. He has a nice voice and he wears a lot of tasteful blazers, which should serve him well should he ever find himself sitting in the human resources office of an insurance agency. McPhee seems like a pleasant girl. She has a pleasant voice. She's a brunette beauty with long legs and nice cleavage -- that she has amiably displayed -- which should all serve her well . . . no matter what. Last month, when Hicks wore that ice-blue Costume National suit, it seemed he had style possibilities. He refused to dye his gray hair and he has an interesting gravelly voice. But then he wore a paisley shirt, sang Wild Cherry's "Play That Funky Music" and writhed on the floor like a Joe Cocker impersonator. He wore paisley, people. He cannot win and he will be discussed no further.
It may be that Daughtry was done in by the system. To attract voters, the contestants must be desperately humble. Aw shucks, pick me! Love me! They must display a freeze-frame grin for the camera and then flail their fingers around like they're practicing Chisanbop to remind viewers of which number to call to cast their vote. Winning "American Idol" requires the perfect balance of mediocrity and humility. The better the voice, the style, the package, the more self-effacing the performer must be. Whoever heard of a humble rocker? Daughtry was doomed.
Now that he's gone, there is a choice of nice Elliott, pleasant Katharine and the paisley karaoke king who shall not be named. As so often is the case, the quality of the candidates makes it hard to go to the polls."
Here, here! If it's McPhee and Hicks in the final two, I'll vomit. I'd say I won't watch the finale, but I don't think I have that kind of self-control. But I won't enjoy it. How can I watch the rest of this season without Chris? He was supposed to win.
He was supposed to win.
But he's not going to, so it has to be Elliot.
You hear me, people? It has to be Elliot. When voting next week just remember seeing Kat standing next to Chris as they called Chris's name. It was between Kat and Chris, and Kat stayed.
I'm all for an guys-only finale. The last exciting finale was Ruben vs. Clay. Diana Degarmo making it to the top two opposite Fantasia was just a joke, and Bo and Carrie both had boring, mediocre performances on their last night of performing. If Elliot and Taylor can make it exciting, I'm all for that.
As long as Elliot wins.
"He wore paisley, people."