MTV's VJs must hate their audience. Hate with a capital "H."
Why? Because, on Saturday, with a vote of 51 percent to 49 percent, MTV's viewers once again picked a certified freak to be the channel's next 'VJ.'
Raymond Munns, a 21-year-old laborer from Fort Collins, Colo., will take over for Jesse Camp and
Thalia as MTV's newest viewer-selected personality. That should be pretty easy because, well, Raymond Munns is Jesse Camp. Remember Jesse? Freaky hair, freakier personality. He weirded his way into the VJ spot two years ago, and it looks like Raymond is going to be just as much of an an annoying pain in the ass. The difference is virtually nonexistent.
And that sucks. During the "Wannabe A VJ3" competition, there were plenty of normal people to choose from. Yet, the voting public went dork on us again. (Let's just hope these voters stay home in November.) Take, for example, Tavares and Shannon, the other final contestants. Tavares was eliminated first probably because he was the most normal and the most likely to be "boring" or something. Shannon, the perky 21-year-old college student from North Carolina, may have clapped like
Al Gore, but at least she didn't have the laugh of a screeching cow. While his MTV profile said he wants to be known for his laugh, we can only hope that Raymond doesn't see or hear anything that's laugh-worthy over the next year.
MTV bless it, the eternal ratings whore that it is broadcast the entire spectacle live. The most entertaining part was perhaps the final segment: Shannon versus Raymond as they answered questions from three real VJs.
While they were fed the questions beforehand, the final question was a surprise. And what a surprise it was:
Why would your opponent make a bad VJ?
Shannon (talking for every person this side of a padded wall) said while Raymond was cool and all, MTV needed someone who could be normal and levelheaded occasionally, and that 'freaky' isn't always desirable. A good point, as just watching Raymond necessitates a heavy dose of Dramamine. The guy moves around so damn much that he's impossible to watch without feeling seasick. His answer, given while swaying and gyrating like he was auditioning for some surreal version of "Flashdance," was a bit harsher: Shannon shouldn't get the gig because there are "too many stereotypical Barbie dolls on TV right now." Ooh, smack! Hey, Raymond? There are too many stereotypical
white boy freaks on MTV right now, too. Take Jesse or Matt from "The Real World: Hawaii," for example.
Still, no amount of rational thinking was going to prevent MTV's audience from picking the person they could make fun of and wonder how the hell he got on TV. The vote was close, but Shannon lost. Raymond got $25,000,
a new car, and guaranteed airtime. Whether his behavior is an act or actually him isn't clear, but it got him the job.
It's funny and cute to vote for the freak because it's cool. But remember who your favorite MTV VJ is, everyone. That's right: Carson Daly. And he's normal, yet still cool. He doesn't gyrate like an out-of-control Gravitron; he doesn't act weird just to act weird. Next year, oh loyal MTV viewers, pick the person who, like, deserves it and isn't an annoying freak.
For now, however, this may finally be a reason to
be thankful that MTV doesn't play many videos anymore: less screen time for Raymond.
THE WEEKEND AHEAD: Miss Politically Incorrect from prison Monday through Thursday? Don't fret: catch the last episode of the talk show's first May Sweeps stunt on Friday night, and see Paul Rodriguez and Bill Maher go head to head with real inmates in a real prison. Also on Friday, Boy Meets World signs off forever with its last episode. Get out the champagne it's time for a celebration! On Saturday night, one word: Jaws. It's on ABC. It's the original, too from 1975. It's just as scary now. If you're ocean-bound any time in the next few months, you might want to skip it. On Sunday, The Practice features Ellenor trying to save her client's life with one last appeal, while Bobby and Lindsay argue about their wedding plans. Out of ideas David E. Kelley? We forgive you.