Could this be the next Glenn Beck?
I don’t really understand the Ted Williams thing.
I’ve always had mixed feelings about “nobodies” finding fame from YouTube videos. While it’s great to know that, in America, anyone at any point can go from covering Justin Timberlake songs in their living room to spreading Bieber-fever in the nation, it’s bothersome to know that a 13 year-old kid is granted money and fame because he posted a video of himself—covering Justin Timberlake songs in his living room.
It’s strange how demanding and unforgiving the world can be on the common man, but how readily accepting it can then be on the common man who shamelessly broadcasts himself.
Not too long ago a homeless man named Ted Williams, once an alcoholic drug addict, was videotaped skillfully intonating radio announcements with his baritone voice. His “golden voice,” as it is now named, made Williams a radio DJ before he became addicted to substances and was put in jail in the mid-90s.
Williams, baby daddy to nine children, has been sober for the past two years. Allegedly. In this time he became well known for his robust voice, but it wasn’t until someone posted a recording of it on YouTube that Williams went from a smooth-talking hobo to a smooth-talking hobo on the “Today Show.”
I’ll give him more credit than that: Since his discovery, he’s done a Kraft Macaroni and Cheese commercial, voiceovers for MSNBC and will be appearing on “The Jimmy Fallon Show.”
I consider myself somewhat of a humanitarian, so it makes me happy to see a person who was once struggling pick himself up and make another attempt at a successful life.
I’m conflicted in this though—he didn’t pick himself up. YouTube picked Ted Williams up. YouTube gave Williams another attempt at a successful life.
Living in New York City, seeing homeless people is a daily occurrence. Many are too incapacitated to even ask for money, but many others sing, play guitar and try to sell awful-smelling perfume.
If someone videotaped one of these people, certainly the more pathetic yet endearingly charming ones, they might have a chance at a better life, too—but alas this social media fame is too much of a phenomenon too occur too frequently.
Yet it happens. And I wonder—should it? And if it should happen, should it happen more often? Is it fair that Antoine Dodson is blowing up iTunes and making appearances on “Lopez Tonight” just because he gave an earnest yet hilarious warning to his sister’s attempted raper?
Justin Bieber, but really Justin Bieber’s parents, worked semi-hard to film and put up those videos that led to his fame. People like Williams and Dodson, however, were filmed by strangers and were made famous without any sort of concerted effort.
So I, like any southern Republican who works at a grocery store (I know many), have to ask: What did they do to deserve their fame?
I’d also like to note that Glenn Beck used to be a drug-addled alcoholic before becoming a radio host. Maybe the bigger question here is how many now-sober, once drug-addicted people should we let talk to our nation? It’s a rags to riches story I’m a little sick of, and if this one ends in a “Restoring Honor” rally I’m leaving the country.