This Post Is Like A Bad Vegas Lounge Act.

I wasn't even going to dignify this with a post, but since we're on the subject of frivolous lawsuits-and blog-ust and I are ridiculously over enthused about American Idol this season-also-ran Clay Aiken's fans have filed an FTC complaint against this freak's labels. The Claymates, as they like to be called, claim that RCA and SONY/BMG falsely advertised their "star" as something other than a raging homosexual (Not that there's anything wrong with that!). Simon Cowell recently went on Larry King live and called these old ladies crazy. Also dreadful. Their rebuttal:

"We are grateful that the merits of our complaint will be heard by the FTC instead of a pretend judge from a televised talent show.""We have been dismayed to see our complaint characterized in the media as homophobic. That is not our intention and while central to our complaint it is regrettable that Mr. Aiken's sexuality has come under scrutiny. Our complaint is not about defaming Mr. Aiken or his sexual preferences. It is directed toward the deceptive practices of the record companies.""This is part of a culture of institutional deception behind James Frye, Jason Blair, ENRON, Milli Vanilli, Ashley Simpson and now Clay Aiken. We believe that it is the difference between private behavior versus public responsibility.""We await the FTC answer to our complaint and will have no further comment until that time."

It's bad enough that these psychos actually believed that Clay Aiken was some kind of burning testosterone factory, but did they really just compare Enron to Milli Vanilli? As one of the bazillion people who actually got burned by Enron, I take this as a personal afront. I didn't even lose sleep over Milli Vanilli. Mostly because the songs were so good I didn't even care who sang them.

And one last thing. If you ever run into one of Clay Aiken's representatives, run. He will likely end up selling you your own pants. Those guys are, apparently, that good.