For a few years now, fans have noticed that Katt Williams enjoyed the occasional stroll on Eccentric Street and a quick two-step up and down Kooky Boulevard whenever the mood suited him. Unfortunately, Katt’s increasingly erratic behavior – i.e. smacking Target employees and hopping on electric scooters to “escape” as if he were on a special pedestrian episode of that old Batman TV show – has heightened concerns that he’s become a permanent resident of Crazy Town.
Or that he’s seeking becoming mayor of it.
As, uh, interesting as it’s been to watch Katt’s antics, someone’s got to pull the man to the side and lend him a helping hand.
In this week’s roundtable, TV’s trusted physicians plus resident shaman debate the best way to help Katt get back on the path to making the world laugh on purpose.
Iyanla Vanzant: There is something inside of Brother Katt that has stunted his growth. He needs to look deep inside himself, so deep he can clip his toenails from within if he wanted to. And once he’s down there he has to shout. I mean scream, at the top his lungs. He has to spook out the darkness soiling his spirit. What’s happening to Katt can happen to each of us, however, we must remember that when our natural nightlight goes out, we have to search for the light saber on the other side of the rainbow. Always remember: Hakuna matata. It means no worries.
Dr. Phil: Oh brother. What in the hell are you talking about, Oda Ma Brown? You’re giving buzzwords and sound bites, which won’t keep Katt out of a straightjacket. I told Oprah not to hire you again, but she’s all no, “I need OWN to survive and my people buy what she’s selling.” Well, I left my credit card at home and I’m not writing you a check for that bull you’re trying to peddle. Want to know what I think Katt really needs? Of course you do. What this guy needs is the comfort of physiatrist’s couch and the love of a pharmacist. There, problem solved.
Iyanla: You don’t have to be condescending, my brother-in-the-Oprah-come up. I want Katt to win, too. Without him, we will be stuck with Mike Epps. Don’t we deserve better?