When one inherits a new seat in Congress, the American public would presume (and dearly hope) that the new elect has a lot of things on his or her agenda. The American public would also like to see the agenda solved in the proper order.

I’m not sure American Idol should top your priority list.  

According to a recent interview with Barbara Walters, Brown has a beef with the Idol producers and staff. His then 17 year old daughter was dismissed from the show after Simon Cowell described her performance as “robotic” and “empty.” Brown told Walters that he would love to see his daughter on the show once again.

Hey, if Simon is gone now – everyone has a chance, right?

So obviously by now, everyone knows that Simon Cowell is gone. Batman loses Robbin, Kobe drops Shaq, Shaq drops Lopez, and Seacrest and Cowell come out of the closet woodwork.”

The rumors for the reason why Cowell dumped Idol are as many as the stars in the sky. I don’t know the true answer and I don’t really care to know why. Cowell is moving on to The X Factor. End of story.

Anyone who clearly doubts that Idol will suffer without Cowell is higher than Joaquin Phoenix. You could put Barry Bonds in a wig once again and he would work as a host. Anyone will do. Get a hot chick to spice up the appearance once again!

It’s not about the set or the judges or the host, but about America’s obsession with reality television and this dream about someone becoming the next star. Only in the United States would you find entertainment so dull and monotonous.

Trust me America, Idol will survive. Someone will take Cowell’s place and play exactly the same role. They’ll act stupid and obnoxious and sell the part just fine.

Idol is immortal. Unfortunately, it will never die.

Not only there but sold, in the bag, and straight to the DVD player.

I was watching my newly purchased “King of Queens, Season One” DVD and it dawned on me. Like a brick hitting a young child.

They just don’t make ‘em like they use to. I mean this used to be comedy. Shows like “Everybody Loves Raymond,” “Sienfield,” and “King of Queens” rocked the TV waves.

Now we’re left with the season premier of “The Hills” tonight and our weekly dose of “American Idol” and “Dancing with the Stars.”

Call me a hater but I can’t stand reality TV. It just doesn’t work for me. I actually enjoy a show that expresses some creative talent and hard work. Take an actual sitcom for example. Now that’s hard work.

Reality TV? Don’t even think about it. I’m not even a fan of shows like “American Idol” where talentless producers design shows that hire jerk-off show hosts, that relate to washed up judges, that judge the so-called “talented.”

Isn’t it about time we left the standard reality TV soap opera plot line and hired some real actors to create comedy again?

I certainly think so. What do you think? Do you feel me or not?

Well, I don’t really care because a new season of “The Office” is only months away now!

The LA Times is reporting that “American Idol”-alum Justin Guarini is openly suggesting that the the group numbers on this year’s show are prerecorded.

According to E!, while hosting TV Guide Network’s “Idol Wrap,” Guarini confessed, “Every single year, we cannot stand the group performances. I know they can’t stand it either. And I think what makes [the group performances] even worse now is that they’re lip-synced. They’re really prerecorded now.”  Guarini reportedly went on to say, “You see them kind of do this with the microphone… and they’re not even holding it to their face and they’re laughing.”

Its amazing to me that Justin Guarini (the mop-topped runner up who’s most famous act is staring along side a then non-fat Kelly Clarkson in the worst movie ever made) is the guy to break this story.  Could it be he is just hunting for a little career revival?  I mean, there is no way my beloved idol contestants would ever lip sing.  For shame Justin, for shame.  Go back to your non-existence before you ruin the only show on television outside of “24″ worth watching.

Oh, that’s right, nobody gives a f@#$ about Clay Aiken.  He didn’t win shit.

Now we get the news that Gaykin just had a kid  and because of that – because he’s got somebody who is legally obligated to call him Daddy – he feels safe enough in his gayness to admit to People magazine that yes indeed he is gayer than a goose.

Clay, Gay, Clay… We didn’t give a damn when you were actually newsworthy, what makes you think that fatherhood entitles you to some sort of gay pension all of a sudden?  Spamalot not working out for you and you feel the need to go another route?

Too f’ng late, mister pansypants.  The fags (of which I can speak because I’ve been one a long f’ing time) don’t want you.  So please become straight again.  For the sake of kids everywhere please go back in the closet, weld the door shut and take a nice long nap.