An idiot with an idea.
A blogosphere-fueled firestorm of emotion.
Two radio stations fighting for ratings.
Philly sportstalk, you win again.
Not for nothing, but where else can you find a semi-routine fake phone caller gain such a following that his “outing” creates such outrage among the listening masses and, at minimum, a day’s worth of programming?
Heck, both the Fanatic and WIP benefitted from this one.
Gotta admit, never got the interest in “Dwayne from Swedesboro,” an over-the-top black character created and portrayed by Fanatic producer Pat Egan, who is as white as his name suggests, or the rise he seemed to get out of afternoon host Mike Missanelli.
Always seemed to be much ado about BS. Stereotypical silliness being forced into every conversation that, for me, was neither funny nor the least bit intriguing.
If anything, his “calls” had me racing down the dial in search of some kind of actual sports fix, even if it just came in the form of hearing former Eagles defensive tackle Hollis Thomas chuckle at something Mikey Miss’ competition, Josh Innes, may have said.
Then came the bombshell unloaded in the last 24 hours that “Dwayne” wasn’t real. What, say it ain’t so?
Oh, the humanity …
Sorry, just not inspired to rip Missanelli, Egan or anyone else at the Fanatic for either making it happen or being oblivious to it happening.
The whole idea of the show, or any other sportstalk show, is to entertain, and for many, “Dwayne” did just that.
Obviously, we’re not talking about some of the finest members of Mensa following M2’s stuff.
Still, listeners determined that “Dwayne” had a place on the show, and am having a hard time grasping why his legitimacy matters so much to anyone. Before or now.
If the Fanatic were claiming a caller to be, oh, say, NFL commissioner Roger Goodell and the whole thing was a ruse, that might be real cause for alarm.
But a fictional character from the get-go?
Don’t see the harm.
Frankly, don’t see how anyone bought a black guy being from a lily-white South Jersey town in the first place.
Then again, we’re not exactly the most knowledgeable “shoppers” anyway.
You almost have to wonder how long Missanelli and Innes will try to cash in on DwayneGate, each moving effortlessly between offensive and defensive positions, depending on that day’s pre-ordained narrative.
Doesn’t get any better ... or worse.