As a former writer for RTVC and member of the American Idol rankings board for AI3 I feel compelled to address Mike Meilinger’s recent commentaries about Constantine Maroulis. I accidentally stumbled across his R.I.P Constantine article, read it, and then had the urge to write him a fast and furious hate e-mail. I wasn’t a bit surprised to read that many outraged women had indeed already beaten me to it. Thank you ladies, you did the dirty work for me. Mike, one word of advice: Never underestimate the fury of angry, horny women.
After I got over my flash of anger that undoubtedly any and all criticism of Constantine evokes in me I realized that I was actually surprised to hear that the show is still on the air. You mean to tell me people are still watching and voting? Not me.
My love/hate relationship with American Idol officially ended on April 27th at 9:30 p.m. when inexplicably the shining star of American Idol 4 was snuffed out. I was stunned. The first thing I did was delete American Idol from my DVR series-to-record-list. It’s over. End of game.
This fiasco reminded me of my feelings last season when Jennifer Hudson was eliminated before a certain red-haired singer who shall remain nameless. I was outraged, then, or so I thought. I had no idea what was to come when I made the conscious decision last January to watch American Idol 4. I debated whether I should watch another agonizing season or ignore it in order to maintain the serene, reality television-free existence I aspired to. I chose to watch and a part of me is furious that I let myself be set up once again by this show, its biased judges, and the fickle American public. After the past two presidential elections it’s obvious to me that half of the country is lacking a few essential brain cells.
For now, I spend Tuesday and Wednesday nights re-watching Constantine’s performances on the show. You see, I’d rather watch a rerun of him than anything new the final three have to offer.
The bottom line for this former fan is although American Idol 4 broke my heart it did introduce me to my American Idol – Constantine Maroulis, and for that I am grateful. I can’t wait to see and hear just what this amazing man will do once he is out of AI’s clutches.
So, thank you American Idol and goodbye. I’m off to re-watch Constantine’s riveting performance on Nickelodeon.
Kelley Rhodes is a full-time mom, part-time reality tv junky and would-be writer.
You can contact Kelley at kacir03@yahoo.com.
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