This is for you Adam Lambert

This is for you Adam Lambert

I am not a big celebrity follower. Yes, I am a big sports fan but even my childhood heroes don’t make me want to stalk them for autographs or make me want to read about their latest female conquests.

In a long line of “who the hell cares” news stories this week – including the fact that two jerk-offs crashed a White House party, horse-faced Chelsea Clinton got engaged, and Tiger Woods’ old lady clocked him with a 9-iron – American Idol finalist Adam Lambert has been essentially banned from ABC after a disturbing performance on the American Music Awards.

Lambert not only kissed his male keyboard player, he also simulated oral sex with another man all in the name of entertainment. Whether or not a gay kiss or a gay oral sex on television during prime time bothers you, what’s been lost in the story has been the fact that Lambert just plain sucks.

His stupid Emo haircut and badly scarred, acne-filled face aside, besides being able to carry a tune pretty well, he has no talent. Which begs the question why do we even care what this pimple on the ass of music does?

Plain and simple, Lambert is King Douche Bag in my book.

Aside from the news media focusing on the wrong objectionable act – they’re focusing on the kiss while not even mentioning the fake on-stage blowjob – the Lambert story again proves that America is slowly becoming a third-world country full of mindless drones. With the likes of Britney Spears and Tiger Woods, why do we need Lambert in any news cycle?

American Idol is squarely to blame for this. After all, when you allow the nation to vote on anything bad things happen. Just look at the resident at 1600 W. Pennsylvania Avenue to see that national referendums on anything have disasterous consequences. Simon Cowell might be a cool, cruel cat but the show is as exciting as watching two 7o-year olds get it on.

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The King Douche Bag Himself

Maybe it’s because I am a throwback. While I grew up listening to the likes of Van Halen, U2, Motley Crue and Motorhead, I have an appreciation for classic entertainers and the public persona and measure of class they exuded.

Frank Sinatra plowed through more women then probably anyone. Ok, maybe Wilt Chamberlain and Elvis had more but Sinatra had class. He might have gotten his freak on with the Rat Pack and a bevvy of beauties, but he didn’t do it on stage. He had more respect for his audience than that.

Lambert is yet another modern hack who must make up for his lack of talent with acts of stupidity no matter what the cost. He’s a sub-par talent who has to fake getting swallowed to get headlines.

Sex and rock-n-roll are sort of like peanut butter and jelly – symbiotic. That doesn’t mean sex acts – real or simulated – on stage. This wasn’t Robert Plant using his microphone, as the lead singer of Led Zeppelin, to simulate a phallic symbol. Like Janet Jackson’s exposed nipple fiasco, Lambert too miscalculated his popularity and the fine line between pushing the envelope and just pushing crap.

For me, I hope Adam Lambert fades into obscurity.

Unfortunately, with today’s pop culture at new lows, somehow I think I’ll have to see his ugly mug again.

Follow Scott on Twitter @prgully or email him at scott@everyotherthursday.com. His personal blog, where he writes about public relations and social media, is www.scottgulbransen.com. Just don’t try to have another man kiss him and don’t simulate oral sex or he’ll pee on you.