Rudy Cuban Gynecologist and American Autosalesman is the latest YouTube sensation, whose unbelievably cheesy local ad for T.D.M. Auto Sales out of High Point, NC hit national fame when it was featured on Leno as a "Bad Ad."
Better watch it, as its badness transcends writing Rudy's fragmented English, his desire to "FREEDOMIZE" the used cars from the lot, and the overall poor production values look truly homemade, as if Rudy rented a VHS-camera from 1985 and had about an hour to film his commercial, to be aired at 3:35am on community access.
And this badness is precisely what makes Rudy's ad so popular it stands in stark contrast to the highly polished, focus group tested, marketing psychologist designed ads for multinational corporations we're now inundated with. Rudy's ad is so popular because it is profoundly nostalgic, harkening to a time when poor production values and cheesy slogans were the norm, a time when local businesses advertised when local businesses actually existed at all.
Rudy's awful ad, in short, is so popular because it is totally "Main Street" it's independent, it's local, and wholly innocent of the flagrant corporate greed that has given rise to the manic populism on the left and right. Joe the Plumbers, Palinistas and Bay Area Organic Farm Box Foodies can unite around Rudy, the Main Street everyman fighting to liberate local business against the evil multinational corporate regime!
As the teens begin, Rudy stands for the movement towards Main Street, towards local economies, local community, and local values. In the face of raging distrust of corporations and the federal government, localism is no longer provincial, it's no longer cheesy, but cool. If the 2000s were about globalizing, 2010 appears it will be the year of going "local," about returning to the comforting shelter of the times by gone that probably never existed in the first place. It's going to be Rudy's year and perhaps decade.
Here's the problem, though. Is Rudy's ad actually local? And by extension, what does it really mean to "go local"?
Rudy's ad wasn't designed by Rudy, but outsourced to two self-proclaimed "Internetainers", Rhett and Link, who look as if they stepped straight out of a Mac ad on their highly polished website. The duo who have had a TV show, and have made web videos for Taco Bell, Hummer, Cadillac, and other major, multinational corporations appear to have a knack for getting millions of hits on YouTube, and to "entertain first, advertise second". In other words, Rhett and Link are professional marketing humorists, who produce funny content".which also happens to really advertise products.
So what would these guerrilla marketers for major corporations want with Rudy?
While the "Internetainers" are from North Carolina like Rudy the ad isn't authentically local, by their own proud admission. Rather, Rudy's ad is part of a larger and very successful, in terms of number of hits ad campaign sponsored not by Rudy, but by Microbilt Corportation, who wanted a series of "intentionally "local' feeling commercials (complete with bad edits and ridiculous concepts)". In other words, the ad is a simulation of how a local ad is it looks like one, is for an actual small business, and Rudy really is a Cuban Gynecologist turned car dealer. Yet, unlike a "real" local ad, this one is intentionally raw and unrefined by design, like a pair of $80 ripped jeans from the Gap. Further, the ad appears not just for Rudy's potential customers, but is designed for a national audience, to promote Microbilt a national corporation which makes its business supporting small and medium size businesses.
And while Microbilt may encourage local business, its ad campaign vividly illustrates a real danger of the new "local" zeitgeist: "Local" is not a reality, but a feel, a style, not a substance.
Local is an image, a myth, rather than a way of living.
The question Rudy's ad raises: What is local? What would it look like to return to Main Street, not just as a feel, as an act of mythic nostalgia, but as a living reality?
Take the T-Shirt I'm wearing as I write this article, in an independently owned coffee shop in Oakland, CA, for "Oaklandish," a "locally grown" clothing brand you can buy only at independently owned non-chain gift shops or at a special van parked at the Farmer's market. The brand emerged, according to the creator, out of a sense of "nostalgia," in an effort to capture the unique nature of living in Oakland "these oak trees; the climate; this Mediterranean city; the mellow vibe."
And Oaklandish, true to this sentiment, is Oakland owned, the designs developed by local artists, and all the T-Shirts printed locally, by hand. The designs are also very specific to the area and the culture: I'm wearing the most famous design, that of the City of Oakland tree, with roots extending downwards, a metaphor of the company itself, which claims to root itself in the community. Beyond image, the company "systematically contributes to other organizations who are doing positive work in Oakland," and has won awards for this service to the community, including one from the City of Oakland in 2002 for Cultural Funding.
Oaklandish is an image and unlike Rudy, a reality. Oaklandish appears the prototype of a fundamentally local organization, based in Oakland, and dedicated to Oakland. They appear to be the antithesis of the Big Boxing of America, which has steamrolled the unique spirit of individual communities, in favor of one big, homogenized strip mall.
Yet, the t-shirt I'm wearing designed, hand-printed, and sold in Oakland was "assembled in Honduras" of US fibers, just like many of the shirts one might find in one of those Big Boxes.
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