The MTV Video Music Awards are a sham.
Every year, the network interrupts its regularly scheduled scraping-the-barrel reality television programming to pretend that there are people over at MTV who actually listen to music.
To soften the blow of turning its focus away from pregnant teens and piss-drunk guidos (and onto models who have people write songs for them to lip synch), the VMAs dutifully honor the art of representing music at its most visual. And with a maximum number of titties in every frame.
See the cut for Crossfade's ten reasons the VMAs are a big bunch of bullshit.