WHAT. THE. FUCK.
I cannot even begin with this episode--what the hell was everybody on? You know, when I started blogging this show, it was FANTASTIC, now they can hardly get through a six minute interval without someone crying over WHAT MAKES THEM SPECIAL. This is the whole issue with Glee, or rather:
THIS is the whole issue with Glee. Listen, Asshat McSgtPepper, you run a television show; an (inexplicably) successful one, which you turned into 27 Names For Tears faster than most people can snap their fingers. Then you had this show, which is production GOLD, and instead of keeping it a competition, finding the most talented, deserving, hardworking kids to be on your legit show, you turned it into some sort of counseling session, a boot camp to turn these amazingly talented, unique kids into underhanded, weepy, insecure shitholes.
WHO THE FUCK DOES THIS TO PEOPLE?! And then on top of that, LIKES THEM BETTER FOR IT? How does hating yourself equate to 'more real'. What kind of show is this, exactly, where the entire key to winning is ripping everything you like about yourself into tiny little shards, and then balling your eyes out, on your knees in front of some balding, middle aged gay dude, with no fashion sense and no idea how to carry a plot for longer than a pilot episode. It's FUCKING SICK.
Against all reason, I'm still planning on blogging the remainder of this season. I love the kids on it--I think they're all amazingly talented, and I really want to see what happens this season.
I just hope this side of them can survive it.