WARNING: This post contains vitriol and bad language. Reader discretion is advised, and if you don’t like it, then it’s too damn bad.
Hung has been doing the talk show circuit since his televised audition, and has been lampooned on Saturday Night Live, which NBC calls “the apex of idolatry.” He’s received a record offer and has performed on Ellen DeGeneres’ talk show. William Hung has achieved the fame and stardom that the thousands of other American Idol contestants have, due to lack of talent, been denied.
It’s truly disgusting.
I honestly believe that we may have hit the very bottom of the Marianas Trench that America’s culture has become through the worship of a talentless cretin whose spastic hooting and flailing of “She Bangs” made him the absolute sty in the public eye. I watched the first few episodes of American Idol precisely to see the self-deluded whackos mangle popular songs, I’ll admit…but I did not agree to be subjected to them once their auditions were over. I applaud the underdog as much as the average American, but there’s a difference between rooting for the team in last place and lionizing a fellow whose only claim to fame is that he made such a stupid asshole of himself during taping that the producers selected him as the prime target of mockery at the end of the show.
American Idol executive producer Nigel Lythgoe says, “That is fantastic to me because not everybody in this life can be a winner. To celebrate a loser is fantastic!” No, it’s not: it’s pathetic, Nigel. It’s a tribute to the general fear of success and ability in this country that such a sentiment can be said aloud without fear of ridicule. I hate to tell you this, but the playing field isn’t level. Not everybody can sing and dance well. We can’t all be great artists, or be handsome, or pretty, or even have straight teeth without orthodontic work. Some people stand out. William Hung is not one of them, and in some deep dark place in the middle of his heart, he must have known that he had no more ability to sing and dance than Paris Hilton has in regard to selecting discreet sex partners. There’s no inherent goodness in celebrating a loser, no matter how hard he tried. Nobody forced him to go on television, just as nobody forced me to watch him.
Hung was entertaining during the audition, but tiresome in the aftermath. He’s more worthy of ridicule and obscurity than fame and a $25,000 check. If it’s mean or nasty of me to say so, fine. But you won’t see me on American Idol, either.