God Bless America2011

Office Worker:
So what about you Frank? Did you see that freak on "American Superstars" last night?

Frank:
What?

Office Worker:
Last night; that freak on "American Superstarz."

Frank:
No... I mean yes, I saw that accidentally. I don't watch "American Superstarz"

Office Worker:
You don't watch it, but you saw him. What are you too good for the show?

Frank:
Yeah, I'm too good for a karaoke contest that makes stars out of people with no talent.

Office Worker:
*Laugh You can't say that dude, some of those kids have real talent.

Frank:
No they don't. They have good pitch... they're relatively clean, they're non-threatening to little girls and old ladies, they have the ability to stand in line with a stadium full of other desperate and confused people, but I assure you they are talent-free.

Office Worker:
Yeah, well I bet 32 million people would disagree with you bro, because that's how many people called-in to vote last year on the finale.

Frank:
I wish I was a super-genius inventor and could come up with a way to make a telephone into an explosive device that was triggered by the "American Superstarz" voting number. The battery could explode and leave a mark on the face, so I could know who to avoid talking to before they even talked. And I could look and say, "Hm, no you're gonna be saying anything that's going to add any value to my life."

Office Worker:
Yeah, but it's funny. I mean you gotta admit that. Steven Clark, that's funny sh*t Frank...

Frank:
It's not nice to laugh at someone who's not all there. It's the same type of freak-show distraction that comes along every time a mighty empire starts collapsing. "American Superstarz" is the new colosseum and I won't participate in watching a show where the weak are torn apart every week for our entertainment. I'm done, really, everything is so "cool" now. I just want it all to stop. I mean, nobody talks about anything anymore. They just regurgitate everything they see on TV, or hear on the radio or watch on the web. When was the last time you had a real conversation with someone without somebody texting or looking at a screen or a monitor over your head? You know, a conversation about something that wasn't celebrities, gossip, sports, or pop politics. You know, something important, something personal.