american idol contract

rob delaneyI understand that I may reveal, and other parties may reveal, information about me that is of a personal, private, embarrassing or unfavorable nature, which information may be factual and/or fictional. I further understand that my appearance, depiction and/or portrayal in the Program may be disparaging, defamatory, embarrassing or of an otherwise unfavorable nature which may expose me to public ridicule, humiliation or condemnation. I acknowledge and agree that Producer shall have the right to (a) include any and all such information and appearances, depictions or portrayals in the Program as edited by Producer in its sole discretion, and (b) broadcast and otherwise exploit the Program containing any or all such information and appearances, depictions or portrayals in any manner whatsoever in any and all media now known or hereafter devised, or for any other purpose, throughout the universe in perpetuity.

And why shouldn’t American Idol be able to make up stories and share them THROUGHOUT THE UNIVERSE? It’s reality TV! None of it is real. What good is some fat bitch who can sing if she doesn’t have a mother dying of cancer or a brother whose leg was blown off in Afghanistan? Doesn’t matter if it’s not true. It’s television.

“Blogger maurice was born in a junkyard in a pool of gasoline on a piece of rusty scrap metal. He grew up in Transylvania where, at the age of six, after saving his village from Nazi grizzly bears, he trained in the art of Krav Maga with Ruben Studdard and Kelly Clarkson. He is the only man to ever beat Kim Jong Il in a round of golf after shooting 18 consecutive holes in zero. As a teenager, he overcame the odds and persevered through incredible hatred and injustice after word got around that his penis was super duper big. While in high school his golden retriever — a 4-tour Iraq veteran and purple heart recipient — was shot by gang members and maurice vowed that day to win the American Idol competition in his honor. Welcome to the stage…maurice!”