Then there's the issue of how does one compare a dancer performing to a classic piece with a dancer performing shaabi baladi? These are two different types of dance that require different skills. And lastly, how do you compare someone being who they are with someone trying to be who they're not?
I also thought there needed to be a "Simon" type judge--someone to make astute observations about the contestants' dancing in a slightly offensive but funny way. That's what made American Idol so popular. And why almost every similar show thereafter has adopted that format. (The oh-so-offensive Howard Stern is currently filling that role on America's Got Talent, and he does it wonderfully.) Sure, that may not be conducive to "sisterhood," but then again neither was this competition. No competition is, really. And once a dancer places herself in that type of setting, she's no longer protected by the rules of sisterhood, namely the ones about not upsetting anyone's ego with much needed criticism.
Then I put myself in the shoes of Egyptian viewers. If I, a foreign belly dancer, didn't find the show entertaining, why would the Egyptian GP want to watch a series of unknown dancers competing for a meaningless title. Surely there are more interesting things on TV?