Yknow, I was really thinking John Brown would win it all, just because I think egotrip would think it was highly amusing to crown a cross-eyed idio savant who proclaims himself “King of the Burbs” as the next great white hope. But no, they picked Shamrock — and that means you owe me dinner Talandon!

Sham was my choice by default, if only because he bugged me the least the whole time. I did like 100 Proof just because I really felt he was truly being himself, but I never entertained the prospect of him winning seeing how his style was more spoken word than rap. I was rooting for Sullee for a bit, but it’s kind of a lost cause when the man constantly forgets his damn rhymes. He even had to read his rhymes off a piece of paper when he finally gave up and eliminated himself. Then Jon Boy went and did the same thing, except with memorized rhymes. Those had to be the two lamest exits I’ve ever seen on a reality show.

I watched some bonus White Rapper clips on MTV and they explained that there were guys who auditioned and could freestyle endlessly — but their personalities were dull, so they weren’t chosen. Which I expect and accept. But I was just really disappointed by the degree to which the contestants were chosen for their colorful personalities above their actual skills. It seemed like half of them couldn’t write a rhyme to save their life. The one thing I will note is that the eliminations really were always based on skills.

When I first heard about The White Rapper Show I was really psyched. It never even occurred to me that an egotrip production with a legit host like Serch would be bad. But I guess egotrip was playing on everyone’s expectations anyway as a lot of stuff on the show was there just to subvert the by-now cliched conventions of reality shows. I’m sure a lot of that went over a lot of people’s heads, including mine at times.

Overall I find myself wishing the show was more of a real traditional competitive reality show, but it was still a decent & memorable show. Granted most of the unforgettable stuff involved John Brown. After all, who can forget the rock-steady composure of the dude as he had a crazy fat chick waving a dildo in his face. Etc. Hallelujah, holla back.