Miss America booed!

So Miss America, from Tennessee I suppose, comes out during the gala o’ nations in an Elvis get-up. I am very into the possibilities of alternative identities for people of color, but, somehow, Elvis just can’t qualify. It’s just plain creepy.

I soon, however, regretted being so hard on Rachel Smith, for she fell during evening gown segment of the Miss Universe pageant. Ouch! It was pretty terrible, I must say.

Yet, somehow, she made it into the final five. (She must’ve had a whole lot points, huh?). But the audience wasn’t buying it, booing and jeering Miss America throughout the final question section.

And then her question, something to the order of “If you could go back and change any moment in time, what would it be?” She rattled out some prepared spiel about visiting Oprah Winfrey’s school in South Africa, but all I could hear was “more ouch”!

Nothing she could say would make up for Rosa Maria Ojeda Cuen, Miss Mexico, not making it into the top five in the Mexico City event. And oh yeah, the whole war thing. And the immigration thing. Who knows what’s converging in such a moment?

She should have tried to cruise on pure honesty, answering, “when I fucking fell ten minutes ago!”

Ouch!