It defies all logic, all knowledge of human nature. How does a frumpy, middle-aged woman from a backwater Scottish village (who can’t even remember the word “village”) become an Internet sensation overnight, with a fan club already over a million strong?
Yes, she sings like an angel. But that’s not all of it. I guess it’s the courage — the courage to stand up onstage when the judges, the audience, and undoubtedly the show’s viewers, were unabashedly mocking you. You saw it, and you didn’t care. You even wiggled your hips, to the titters of many in attendance. You knew your moment was coming, and you patiently waited for it, answering the host’s condescending questions. Finally, it was your turn to sing.
And when those golden notes rang forth, your critics were silenced. The judges had tears in their eyes. The audience gave you a standing ovation before the first verse was sung.
Why do we love you so much? Oh Susan, you have given us much more than a song today — you have given us hope! You showed us that 47 years old is NOT too old to make one’s debut on the world’s stage. You showed us that physical beauty is a poor indicator of real talent. But most of all, and what made us cry, is that you showed us that even within the unlikeliest among us, some measure of greatness resides. Within each of us, as homely or as outcast as we may be, there exists some shining jewel just waiting to be polished off and revealed.
Thank you, Susan Boyle, for giving us… ourselves.
(Posting this belatedly, because, and this is the truth — I didn’t think it’d be worthy or relevant to the Moose!)