Oh my gosh, what happened on "American Idol"? Once again, host Ryan Seacrest assigned the contestants into group A or group B based on last night's voting. Fantasia, Jennifer, and LaToya -- the best singers -- were all in group A, and John S., Jasmine, and Diana were in group B. George was in his own group: safe for the night.
As I watched this, I thought (no doubt joined by all of America), yep, group B is the bottom 3, just as I had predicted. Ryan then told George to join the top group, and naturally he joined group A.
Then Ryan said, "George, I told you to join the top vote getting group. You're in the wrong group."
How in the world did Fantasia, Jennifer, and LaToya end up in the bottom 3? Could it be that each of their supporters figured that she was safe and didn't bother to do the instant redialing? At this point, I have to acknowledge that reader g was quite close to nailing his prediction that Fantasia, Jennifer, and George would be the lowest vote-getters and that Fantasia would be booted. She wasn't, but she was the second lowest vote-getter.
It's hard to take this season seriously when John Stevens is still around while far superior singers like Jennifer Hudson and Amy Adams are gone. I suppose it's democracy at action, except for the ability to redial and revote. I haven't voted at all this season, and even if I were to vote (as I did last season), I don't have the patience to vote more than, say, 20 times -- which is probably 19 times more than I should be able to vote. After all, all those people voting and revoting for John-boy aren't going to be buying and re-buying his records, are they?
UPDATE: Prof. Althouse is just as stunned as I am about the results:
American Idol: The Outrage. What the hell happened? That was the worst thing ever on American Idol.
Well, I don't know that it was the worst thing ever. That might have to be John-boy's rendition of "Crocodile Rock" or maybe the infamous Keith rendition of "Like a Virgin" . . . or Nikki McKibben finishing ahead of Tamyra Gray in season 1 . . . or . . . well, you get the idea.