Dear Gleeks:

Do you remember when you first came into contact with ‘The Rocky Horror Picture Show?’ Of course you do. It’s a life-altering experience like giving birth or the perfect margarita. I was in middle school. There was odd cat of a kid who would sing songs from the movie upon request in the West Cafeteria. Oh yea, he was a strange bird. And you betcha, we asked him to sing just about everyday. What was most unusual about him? He didn’t care that he was different. Not one bit. Imagine, a 12-year-old boy belting out ‘Sweet Transvestite’ in a crowded cafeteria. Nerds thought he was cool and the cool kids were so bloody scared of his in-your-face weirdness, they left him alone. He’s probably like the coolest kid I knew.

But I digress.

Did ‘Rocky Horror’ save our show? Meh. Maybe a little. I know I will take some heat from this one. I was bombarded with text messages from my friends during the show. In fact, one friend threatened to have me fired if I didn’t love it and write about how awesome it was. Thankfully, it’s Wednesday which means the Dame is in her usual self-induced Grey Goose coma, so I am fairly certain I am safe.

You see, I miss the day when the Glee club members were embarrassed that they were different. I miss the time when they were losers, outcasts if you will. Sure, they are still outcasts, but is it really fun and, dare I say, true to life, when they embrace being so different from the general population?

For me, Season One of ‘Glee’ featured a story where music was used to enhance it. Season Two, well, it’s the opposite. It seems to me, and this is just my opinion, that the writers decide on what music they want (i.e. Britney Spears, Rocky Horror) and then create a story around that music. It’s a mistake.

At least I did get some Uncle Jesse (in case you’ve forgotten, I refuse to call John Stamos anything but Uncle Jesse and if you don’t get my ‘Full House’ reference, well then shame upon you!), but at the cost of Will Shuester looking like an idiot. I mean, I am obviously not a man, but am I really supposed to believe that grown ass men would fight over a woman in such a manner. And am I supposed to believe that an OCD-ridden guidance counselor would have no issue ripping the shirt off the one random hot, single male teacher while the ride around on his $1200 office chair mid-day? You know they only do that stuff the night of parent/teacher conferences!

I do have to say that, as a woman, I did appreciate the efforts made by the writers to have a male character be the one with body issues and not a female character (though didn’t we already do this with Mercedes?). Seeing Finn squirm at the thought of having to wear his skivvys in front of the school was refreshing. But, and I am sorry, I have to ask, do teenage boys really obsess about themselves this way? OK. They do. But is it really on the same level as females? Likely not. I would have been more into this storyline if Hot Lips Sam didn’t lift his shirt up every 30 seconds to show off his pecs and abs. I’m sorry. He’s too pretty. There’s something not right about him.

Really I shouldn’t complain. It was FAR better than last week’s steaming heap of an episode. We did get Emma, Uncle Jesse, and-THANK GOD-Sue Sylvester. But I need a STORY people!!!

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