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"   Booties were shaking for their lives on &amp;quot;So You Think You Can Dance,&amp;quot; and tons of booty was at stake on &amp;quot;Pirate Master&amp;quot; (yes, I even watched &amp;quot;Pirate Master.&amp;quot; I said I would watch anything). A slew of dancers was sent home last night on &amp;quot;Dance,&amp;quot; and only 20 got to stay. That meant a &amp;quot;Chorus Line&amp;quot;-style elimination, where the contestants were all called onstage, and then \u2013 BAM! \u2013 dismissed en masse. The remaining 34 were summoned by themselves and either let down gently (&amp;quot;for this season, we&amp;#039;re gonna have to say &amp;#039;no&amp;#039; to you&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;we&amp;#039;re not going to have you on the show this year&amp;quot; \u2013 hey, we&amp;#039;ve all been dumped in harsher ways) or accepted by getting screamed at. &amp;quot;Come onnnnn, take your tickeettttt! Taaaake ittttt!&amp;quot; hollered Mary Murphy at one. The decision for Danny was not so unilateral. Danny&amp;#039;s got what you&amp;#039;d call a &amp;#039;tude problem. And while he&amp;#039;s sexy (ooh, those arms!) and extremely talented, the judges were torn on whether to send the arrogant performer home, or let him stay on the stage. &amp;quot;Do you want to be in this competition?&amp;quot; asked Nigel. &amp;quot;I would love to be in this competition, sure,&amp;quot; he replied with nonchalance. Then he did a dance of joy, complete with ballet leaps, in the hall. Show-off. Janet, the woman who lost an arm in an accident five years ago, got sent home despite superior dancing skills and a great attitude. And the fact that her missing arm is completely imperceptible onstage. What happened? Host Cat, for her part, embraced the chosen like they were her best friends. Even though they&amp;#039;ve known each other for, you know, like, a few days. Also confusing: Entire families who&amp;#039;ve been on the show. Women whose brothers have been on the show, guys whose adopted siblings strangely have the same extraordinary talents. It all begs the question: Were these individuals raised in dance factories? With parents who train them like little dancing machines? And why didn&amp;#039;t my parents force me into cultivating a lucrative talent? They could have locked me in a gym until I learned to play basketball, or made my brother and me memorize vocabulary words to become spelling champions. Sigh. Oh, and speaking of confusing: &amp;quot;Pirate Master.&amp;quot; It&amp;#039;s a &amp;quot;Survivor&amp;quot;-style competition for a real pirate treasure chest. No, not One-Eyed Willie&amp;#039;s: This treasure belonged to someone named Captain Henry Steel, who must not be happy a bunch of reality show hacks are now angling to get their mitts on it. Quick question: When pirates are culling clues, do the girl pirates usually wear skimpy bikinis? The contestants are the usual sort: Over-achieving, scheming, extremely competitive with six-pack abs. But what sort of casting call attracted people who heard it was a show about pirates and thought, &amp;quot;that sounds like something I need to be a part of&amp;quot;? Pirates, for goodness sake! \u2013 Amy DiLuna Would you ever go on a reality show? Admit it; we won&amp;#039;t tell \u2014 in comments! "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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