February 28, 2007

Hero

Now, I'm not normally one to blog about American Idol. I don't watch the show, I don't have a love/hate relationship with Simon, and all of the previous winners kind of bore me, except for Kelly Clarkson, and that's just because I'm gay.

Flipping through the stations last night, I accidentally watched a part of it. I say 'accidentally' because I don't have cable, and flipping through the five stations that come in on my rabbit ears doesn't take too long, and compared to the other dreck that was on, AI didn't seem quite so bad.

Anyways, for those of you who have lives and souls and aren't 14 year old girls, last night's theme was "Dedications," where the ten young men singing were to dedicate their 'songs' to their 'heroes,' to those who inspire them. I put those words in scare quotes because, well, it really should be prefaced. One guy dedicated "Let's Get It On" to his parents. Seriously.

It got me thinking. If I were on American Idol, to whom would I dedicate my song, and which one would I pick? Are that many people really inspired by their significant others and their parents? I mean, I'm not. They're all good people and all, but they're not my heroes. They're not really people "noted for feats of courage or nobility of purpose, especially one who has risked or sacrificed his or her life."

I don't know. I had a point with this post, but I seem to have lost interest. I'm just going to post a pic of a hot muscular guy.


Yeah, you all saw that coming.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.