Really, none. He’s not attractive or talented or of worth to our culture. The best thing he’s ever done is the song ‘F*ck you’, which Gwyneth Paltrow went and sang better on ‘Glee’. The oneness of his head and neck reminds me of a cankle. And with his stint as coach on ‘The Voice’, he has somehow managed to be even less sensical and of worth than ‘American Idol’s Randy Jackson… which is really saying something. All these qualms without even mentioning the reason I started this post, which was to gawk in horror at the kitten shirt he wore on the show last night. Plus the necklace he borrowed from my childhood ‘Pretty Pretty Princess’ board game. Its enough to elevate him from irritated to full blown loathing on my personal scale of celebrity grievances.