The Wannabes were hacked down to 24 tonight. Watching this show reminded me that it isn’t journalism, and that the producers are perfectly willing to tug at you in the same way a puppmaster tugs at a marionette, but I still don’t know how Roy Head‘s kid got through. By all appearances, he stank up the room in this series of tryouts, and he beat out a backup singer/smoothie who clearly was hugely pissed off to lose to him (there were spoken obscenities and visual bird-flippings in the elevator on the way down).

America makes the choices from here on out. I don’t have a lot of faith in America on this front, but we’ll see.