Friday, June 15, 2007

Wow.

Despite my wife's understandable disdain, every now and then reality TV shines a ray of the true, the good and the beautiful.

Here's my evidence: Paul Potts, a soft-spoken Welsh telephone salesman with a tremendous gift.

Just see it. It's like watching--and hearing--the divine spark blaze into full glory.

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