Cover Story: American Idle?

Big Brother is on the border of being boarded out of the house by the newest Jack hero-ass on the Road Rules. He's not exactly Mr. Personality, but this is the Real World. Realities become a Fear F

Big Brother is on the border of being boarded out of the house by the newest Jack hero-ass on the Road Rules. He's not exactly Mr. Personality, but this is the Real World. Realities become a Fear Factor streaming non-fiction to your homes one Osbourne at a time.

From Anna Nicole to Jackass, I admittedly have popped a kernel or two in knowing anticipation for the theme music to the media mugs' latest concoctions. I watch the dating shows and yell at the screen for a little more discretion as I fall face first into the last dance of pop de-pantsing the nation of its priorities.

A post-modern prostitution for the average Joe Millionaire, women are selling themselves to the frenzy for a scented censor-bar worth a pretty penny.

You've got a front row seat from the comfort of your very own televised bordello. Whose fantasy reality will be the Survivor of the rest?

Hopefully syndication will vindicate this coming-of-age discomfort we've developed with actually living our lives, but the "American Idle" can't be blamed solely on television. Fantasy followings have mussed a new mass-market in movies and film.

Comic strips and books have gone cinema bragging super strength, super powers and a magical little wizard named Harry.

Lord of the Rings and The Matrix, the new blockbuster filibusters of the big screen, are becoming more than belated little fetishes of the consumer. We go to the movies, watch television and read stories to escape from life for a little while, but what happens when going to work and going out with the family becomes the escape?

What are we so afraid of? We're growing so complacent with our cult followings that ideas are overtaking actions. Imagination is inspiration but of no use without the instigation to follow through.

Change of Heart and Elimi-date — have we Dismissed our morals with one too many Blind Dates?

Watching the endless splurge of dating depravity on seemingly every station, I too am seduced. The foibles of supposedly average people selling themselves short, tall, proportioned, just right and hand-picked for the whole world to gawk at. Beautiful, "real" people called together, for very unreal circumstances.

We're falling in love with false American Idols at the cost of our own self-confidence. Rationalizing false realities 30 minutes at a time, we want to be powerful, we pray for love and we forget the power of our own determination.



ADAM BASS, 19, is a student at Northern Kentucky University.

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