I demand a recount

Only halfway through the season, the best dancer on Dancing with the Stars just got voted off -- thanks to the voting of a bunch of morons all over America who chose Cameron Matheson (who?? yes, exactly) and Jane Seymour (prissy British bitch at least 75 years old) instead of someone with real dancing talent and character and spark. Of course, half of America voted for George W. Bush, so we have proof there are a lot of morons around.

Sabrina Bryan and her professional partner Mark Ballas deserved to win it all. Instead, they held each other and cried while their fellow contestants gathered around them, trying to shield them from the prying lens of the cameras. The crowd booed. Even the judges were outraged.

The one bright spot in all this miserable excuse for prime time programming is...I think the Sabrina and Mark have fallen in love in the process. I hope they can get each other through the disappointment.

I am officially never watching this show again.

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