I, like most of us, am sick to death of the MTV Video Music Awards even though I can’t remember the last time I actually sat down and made an effort to watch it from beginning to end. The show isn’t so much the horrible car wreck we couldn’t take our eyes off than it is an annoying fender bender that unnecessarily holds up traffic. You strain to catch a glimpse of gore and limbs, anything good, but it ultimately ends in disappointment. As one ONTDer pointed out, MTV has a lot of nerve to host a Video Music Awards when 90% of their broadcast are consumed with reruns of The Hills.

The only way I managed to catch Britney Spears’ much talked about performance (and, really, can we even call it a performance?) was by catching a clip of it on Youtube. What can be said about Ms. Spears’s interpretive dance at the VMA’s that hasn’t been said before. Ditto, internet, ditto.

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Now, the newest abomination to spew out of MTV is the show Score hosted by the muppet-like Ryan Cabrera. Cabrera, clearly chosen for his lyrical genius, guides two competing and aspiring singer/songwriters on their quest for 15 minutes of fame. Unlike Nick Cannon Presents: Wild ‘N Out which requires a certain level of wit and talent in impromtu, Score is rehearsed and boring. Cabrera hasn’t been around long enough to give audiences (even 14-year-old ones, at that) his personal insight on the lyrical creativity of his contestants. Even if, say, Cabrera’s songs were remotely listenable his stage presence alone makes one cringe; his gravity defying hair is more acceptable in a Dragonball Z universe than it is on TV.

Moving on to even worse TV: I know Mind of Mencia is a new favorite on Comedy Central and I can’t deny that it might have it’s moments (which, unfortunately, are only found on the website with unaired clips like “Ask Carlos”) but I think we should all be honest with ourselves: Mencia’s show exists only and only to fill the greatly missed gap of Dave Chapelle. Since it would be difficult to top Chapelle’s racial humor, Comedy Central scrambled to find the next best thing. But, Mencia really isn’t that funny, at least not Chapelle funny. He hollars into the microphone but only succeeds in being loud and obnoxious. Besides, just because I’m on the rebound from Chapelle doesn’t mean I’m desperate enough to watch Mencia. Rick James has a special place in my heart, bitch.

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I often complain about the deplorable state of MTV and yet I can’t, even to save my life, stop myself from watching Laguna Beach. I’m not a regular viewer but I catch the reruns whenever I can and sit, glassed eyed and stupified, while Alex M. and Jessica fight over Jason. Ah, Jason. Out of all the cast members of Laguna Beach, Jason is the one I loathe the most. His profile on MTV.com claims he’s the “bad-boy” of the show, a guy who can’t seem to commit to just one girl. Let me put it this way: Jason would have more personality if he were beaten to death with a baseball bat. Jason seems to exist on a plane most humans being don’t; a plane where facial expressions and conversation are virtually nonexistant but grunts and one-word responses are the only means of communication. I just so happen to have a visual aid of what exactly goes on in Jason’s mind:

Clearly, his strained smile seems to say, “Hey, I’m a cool guy” but as I’ve demonstrated, there’s really nothing going on up there. I’d hate to single Jason out because he’s certainly not the worst mindless douchebag on the Laguna Beach crew but he’s absolutely the most uninteresting. In comparison, I have way more fun trying to figure out how many STD’s Kristin has than watching an episode with Jason in it.