Celebritydom
Tonight I saw Fox Television’s preview of TMZ TV. Several of the stories were mildly entertaining, but I had to ask myself. Of what use is a show like this? I’ve never been one to celebrate celebrities. I can’t understand peoples’ obsessive interest in the lives of others.
Perhaps someone can solve my quandary for me? I mean, what is the practical purpose of know the intimate details of Paris Hilton’s life? Is how she got her strangely disjointed facial characteristics some eternal mystery that opens the key to some form of enlightenment?
When it comes down to it, celebrities are people like us. They need to drop their trousers or hike their skirts to take a crap just like us. They are no better than us. Some are extremely talented and earn their fortunes while others are famous because they are famous. Their wealth and name are inherited from those who did earn it. What has Nicole Richie done apart from act like an idiot on an incredibly bad reality show? Oh, and get pregnant.
If we’re going to worship people in the media, why not choose those who deserve it? War zone reporters risk their lives on a daily basis to ensure you have the knowledge necessary to manage our republic. Why aren’t they among our pantheon of celebrities?
I certainly have respect for those who dedicate our lives to entertaining us, but I won’t devote my life to them and you should think twice before doing the same.