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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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020908
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Sunday, September 08, 2002
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METRO FINAL
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COM; CHOICES
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1F
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MITCH ALBOM FREE PRESS COLUMNIST
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Copyright (c) 2002, Detroit Free Press
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ONCE AGAIN, WE WORSHIP A FALSE IDOL
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Last week, nearly 23 million Americans were glued to their TV sets for that
most critical of news announcements: Who would win the karaoke contest?

I am talking about "American Idol," a TV show that began as a half-hour of
nastiness and somehow, by the end of the summer, was dubbed important enough
to go two hours, lead the national newscasts and have its winner jetted
overnight, first class, from the "Tonight Show" in L.A. to the "Today" show in
New York.

Wow. Who knew singing "It's Raining Men" could get you all that?

Now, I know a lot of people loved this show, but please, come on folks, say
you were bored, say there was nothing else on, but don't buy into what the
breathless, brain-dead "Entertainment Tonight"-types are now crowing: that
this was somehow a landmark show and a landmark moment. Call it what it was. A
bunch of star-hungry kids living in a house on Mulholland Drive and trying to
become famous.

In that way, "American Idol" was not much different from "Survivor," "Fear
Factor" or any other thinly disguised reality show that tells you it is about
some crucial test of inner strength when it is actually a bunch of hot babes
trying to get on a sitcom.

By the way, the finalists in "American Idol" are already owned by the
creators, who will produce CDs, books and even a feature film. This after the
photo shoots, wardrobe selection, cross-country promotion and multi-city tour.

Tell me again how this was a fun little talent contest.



Cause and effect

So why did so many people watch "American Idol"? You can ask sociologists,
psychologists or tarot card readers. Each will have a theory.  "Viewers
identify with youth." "We like overcoming odds." "It's the rags-to-riches
tradition." Baloney. I'll tell you why people watched: They were told to
watch. This country has become a place where there are no natural moments
anymore. They are manufactured. When something gets hot, a domino effect of
publicity falls into place. People magazine gushes over it. E! Entertainment
moves it up the chart. CNN reports it, and the morning shows begin tracking
it, so as not to be left behind. USA Today blows it up on the cover.

Soon, you can't go anywhere without some media source asking "Who does America
like, Justin or Kelly?" And being people who hate feeling left out, we jump
like dogs through a hoop -- and land on the bandwagon.



A short shelf life

Now, before you get out your poison pens, understand whom you should be angry
with. Not me. I have nothing against the young singers who are trying to make
it. It doesn't even bother me that their talent level is only average, that
you can hear better singing at many small clubs right here in Detroit by
people who simply may not look as good in a halter top.

Those you should be angry with are the Svengalis who are getting rich through
your devotion. When 23 million people watch a show, the dollars rain down.
Simon Crowell, the British judge who specializes in insulting people, just
inked a major new deal. A second "Idol" will air in a few months, in a race to
beat the mimics. RCA is rushing the winner's first single, "A Moment Like
This," into stores by next week -- next week? -- just days after the one-year
anniversary of Sept. 11. That ought to show the terrorists our priorities are
intact.

In time, faster than you think, "American Idol" will disappear. You need only
recall "Weakest Link" and the British lady who's now back insulting her own
countrymen.

But the lesson of "Idol" is less rags-to-riches than the death of natural
moments. Everything is so packaged, marketed, oversold and overhyped that by
the time it reaches the end, you are sick of being told how important it is.

"What will fill the void now that 'American Idol' is over?" a USA Today
editorial asked.

Here's an idea. Try a karaoke bar. At least they serve beer.



Contact MITCH ALBOM at 313-223-4581 or  albom@freepress.com. "The Mitch Albom
Show" airs 3-6 weekdays on WJR-AM (760).
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