Friday, December 02, 2005


Thinking about the last post got me wandering off on a tangent about the idea of celebrity.

Look around: Are you sure you want to be rich and famous?

Don't you roll your eyes at famous people who complain about the photographers and other media preventing them from having a "normal" life?

Granted, most of the time the people criticizing said celebrities are gagging to be in their very Manolos. People that become famous for gossiping about famous people, for example. Think they don't wet themselves when a photog screams out their name? Think they don't pitch a hissyfit to get a good table? Think they don't go to the hot clubs and A-list parties in their fervent efforts towards boldfacedom? Then do they not turn around and mock wannabe celebs for doing the exact same things?

Curious and absurd. What is everyone really looking for? Is it an affliction, and are there antibiotics available for treatment?

It may be worse in the publishing world, I fear. Everyone is a writer whose work is destined for greatness, don'tcha know. Agents and publishing houses are the twin heads of Cerberus and must be met and defeated (or tamed, if you are a Flavor of the Week--already famous for some dumb shit you pulled and got away with) before descending into the underworld of book publishing. If you are so lucky to be published and book tour'd and talk show'd and rich, the jealous set on you like a pack of hyaenas. Senseless literary career tragedies abound, but we march our lemming selves off the cliff just the same.

Cannot explain Paris Hilton, still. I mean, she's just a rich kid. I despise and also feel sorry for rich kids. Haven't met one yet that wasn't a complete waste of carbon.

Your own musings on the concepts of celebrity, fame, fortune, and Starbucks Gingerbread lattes are appreciated!


Blogger Leave It To Cleavage said...

I can't explain Paris except that perhaps she should be asked to leave the Gene Pool.

I've never been to a Starbucks, what pray tell am I missing?

7:50 PM  
Blogger LisaBinDaCity said...

YUM, gingerbread latte! I just had my first one the other day and smiled for an hour. Do you think they put prozac in it or something ;-)

11:35 AM  

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