Dancing with the Dorks

Okay so lemme get this straight...

You take two brits, veterans of dancing shows in England, both very successful choreographers, make them judges, add an American judge who happens to be an attractive female with such vast choreographic credentials as the American Idol Christmas special and Who Wants to be a Millionaire, and then create yet another sucky American-ized version of yet another British television program.

Oh wait, let's pair TV stars with professional dancers...Hey, how about ditching the judge "that isn't like the others" and a) have a show dedicated to quality dance and choreography or b) bring in average joe's and jane's to dance? Believe me, I care as much about Leeza Gibbons ability to dance as I do about the quality of pond scum in Kyoto (although watching Paulina Porizkova do anything, be it dancing or painting her nails can keep me enthralled for hours).

What was the network executive meeting like at ABC when this pile of garbage was pitched?

[fascinated by a piece of lint found in a pocket]
"Hey Bob, we have another great British import reality contest show that takes advantage of has-been celebs and underpaid dancers...."

[trying to determine what the pencil and paper in front of him are for]
"Nice, Lenny. Any chance we can use ice skaters? They're cheaper."

[attempting to eat the lint]
"Insurance costs for the has-beens would be too high."

[looking for buttons to press on the paper]
"Okay, who are the judges?"

[trying to remember how to spell lint with said lint hanging from the corner of his mouth]
"Two brits and a Paula Abdul"

[pushing the paper and pencil to the side and making a note in his PDA to ask his assistant what this paper stuff is all about]
"Perfect, time for lunchies..."