There’s been a lot of drama about Steve Harvey saying the wrong name at the Miss Universe competition.
It’s a shame that one of the women first thought she won and then had the crown ripped from her beautiful head. I’ve never had a crown placed on my beautiful head, but I know that feeling. It’s like when someone waves in your direction and you wave back before realizing he was looking at someone behind you. Or when you think you nailed an interview and cheerfully answer a phone call from the company only to be told they went with someone else.
While I understand the distress, I’m not very concerned about the flub. Here’s what we should all be concerned with: WHY DOES THIS STILL EXIST?
I’m not playing along with the “this is a scholarship fund” line. These women are in their 20s. I think some of them already have degrees and jobs, so I’m calling bullshit on that one. If the Miss Universe organization was so invested in the education of young women, they could probably do it without forcing really hot girls to prance around in bikinis while famous people assign them points.
And, no, this is not the same as an Old Spice commercial. No one is lining up men onstage and ranking them to sell more deodorant. That would be a very different, armpit-sniffing kind of competition. But I might watch it so I could be a more informed consumer.