Mike Rowe’s Response to Facebook Comments on Walmart Commercial Voiceover

Here is post #1 of 3 on Facebook regarding the Facebook response to Mike’s Walmart voiceover commercial, February 9, 2014 Last night during the Olympics, a commercial started running called “I Am a Factory.” It’s part of a larger campaign sponsored by Walmart, called “Work is a Beautiful Thing.” The commercial features real people doing real work in real factories all across America. It’s not very glamorous, but it’s honest and authentic, and I was honored to narrate it.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OQcoDQq3-o Today, I see that some people are calling for my head. Other’s want me to run for office. And some have Read More

Clean-Up In Aisle Four!

This whole Walmart thing. Wow. Just…wow. If you’re just tuning in, here’s a brief timeline. – Last week, I did the voiceover for a commercial that announced Walmart’s commitment to purchase 250 billion dollars of American made goods and put them onto their shelves. – This Saturday, the commercial ran during The Olympics, and people started talking. Some of the talk wasn’t very pretty. – Sunday evening, I opened a bottle of Whistle Pig, and responded to a few of my detractors. I attempted to clarify a few things. By midnight, the Whistle Pig was badly depleted and I was Read More

I Like Cops

I like cops. Always have. And as far as I know, they like me. Couple years ago, I was invited to host the annual Medal of Valor ceremony in Los Angeles. There, 21 of LA’s finest were awarded the highest accommodation a police officer can receive. My job that day was to read the details of 21 meritorious acts into the public record, and recognize those that fell in the line of duty. Very humbling, and quite an honor. Of course, my encounters with law enforcement have varied over the years. Most recently, I found myself in a dumpster, attempting Read More

DUCK!!!

So I was walking around the streets of San Francisco this morning, enjoying a cup of organically roasted, free-trade coffee from an independent, minority-owned establishment run by some immigrants whose legal status is completely irrelevant, when an elderly woman asked me out of the blue how Phil Robertson was holding up with all the drama around Duck Dynasty. “Pretty good,” I said. “Looks like he’s got his job back.” “Oh, that’s nice,” she said. “Please tell him I said hello.” Like my grandmother, this woman was under the impression that everyone on her television lived together on a private island. Read More