Celebrity Culture: A Concise Rant
Here is something that I am totally willing to admit to anyone who asks; I am absolutely rubbish at keeping up with celebrity culture. Seriously I am about as clued up on the state of Angelina Jolie/Brad Pitt/Jennifer Aniston/all their damn adopted/natural/shared children as I am on the current rates of Stratford flats and houses for rent.
In my defense, it’s not because I don’t read the papers, or I am a hermit that never leaves the flat, it’s because I really, truly, cannot bring myself to give a toss about it. I don’t really see what all of the fuss is about to be honest. They are just people, who dress up and lie a lot by pretending to be other people, and the end product in most cases is just a long dull movie that can only be summarized as a complete waste of time with no artistic virtue at all. So why do people get so into them?
But at least Angie, Brad, and Jennifer have something that can remotely qualify as talent. What really gets me is everyone who is so enraptured by people who are, by definition, totally useless. Like those people on big brother, or someone who marries some football star and have never worked a day in their life. Why do people care where they buy their clothes, get their hair done, or how much they drink on a daily basis? But moreover, why do people care so much when they find out that I know nothing about it? I have one word for all those magazine toting WAG wannabes–useless.