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My office thought long and hard and figured that putting a stop to the flow of creative juices among its staff was the best way to increase their bank balance. And how did they go about doing that? Looks like the boss had a word with some guy from the IT department (the most incompetent I must add) and decided to block our blogger and facebook accounts. It is called webscensing!!! So every time I try to access my blog, I get a rude feedback telling me that it is filtered or nonsense along those lines. It has been a frustrating time no end.

Therefore since I could not blog, I had to find other means of entertainment outside free Internet at work. Now, I am a sucker for reality shows, if for nothing else, just to scoff at the lack of reality in the show. Yes, am the girl that sits through project fame, project runway, idols, big brother, the apprentice, top chef and my all time favorite, beauty and the geek and wonder how someone can keep a smile pasted on their faces for that long without cracking around the lips, or musing at how really easy it is to manufacture tears.

Anyway, so this is how I know that Idols East Africa has started. And like everything else we try to steal from the west, we just never manage to pull it off. Take apprentice Africa for example. Anyone seen that show? Neither did I. It put me to sleep instantly. Now, Idols East Africa. To begin with, the judges are the stereotypical 2 male and one female American Idol judges. A fat (ish) easy going version of Randy, a pretty senseless Paula wannabe complete with the fake endearments, and then a corky rapper supposed to be Simon Cowell. But what these judges have in common is this; they cannot see talent if it slapped them in the face- which is what I hopped someone would do before auditions were through.

But it was the contestants that I loved best. This one girl (lost sheep)walks on to the stage clearly looking like she has no business being there. But, this is a show that gives everyone chances so no one was going to deny this poor gal her time in the limelight.

Phony judge1: so what do you have for us today?
Lost sheep: (mouth open) huh?
Phony judge3: (rather impatiently) wha’rrrr you gonna sing forrrrus?
Lost sheep: eeeeh. I want to sing “noah” by “shakeez”
Phony judges all together: which one?
Lost sheep: “noah” by “shakeez”

The judges, all nodding, but obviously not comprehending, urge her on. Lost sheep opens her mouth and belts out, “no one” by “Alicia keys”