Dancing with a dummy
So even though I am a self-professed reality TV whore, I don’t watch Dancing with the Ex-Stars, Has Beens and Whos? This is not a macho “doth protest too much” thing. I’ve seen it, and on DVR, it is sufferable. I’ve also seen how insufferable pop-star “Brandi” has been to her dance partner Max Easternblocksky, a dude so cool that he manages to look masculine in tights. A man so charming, he made his way into the tights of his last season’s parter, Erin Andrews.
And by the way, what Brandi popped, I have no idea? Her biggest claim to fame in my book is that she took Kobe Bryant to her prom; what he popped that night, again, I have no idea?
But today, I woke up to the CNN and KTLA’s shocked reaction and outrage that Brandi was voted off instead of Bristol Palin. I didn’t even need to see the show to know why. The picture inset tells me plenty. Brandi reaction is just short of a finger-wagging “oh no she didn’t.” Conversely, Palin’s was one of shock and compassion.
So forgive me if I don’t buy into Brandi-gate. It’s no wonder America chose an expressionless dummy over a too-soon diva who’s had previous dance experience.
America prefers DWAD (dancing with a dummy); I know my wife does.