Yeah... this won't fail catastrophically or anything.
As soon as the fat, disgusting, blue-haired pigs come hulking and lumbering onto stage spouting the same, tired third-wave feminist propaganda, the pageant will officially be dead. Sponsors will abandon the organization en masse because no one will want to see that barnyard production.
Goodbye, Miss America. You almost made it to your hundreth birthday.
In other news, rodeos and circuses... circi?... will become more popular because at least they're honest with themselves.