posted on Jul, 8 2009 @ 05:03 PM
It is a relatively new phenomenon, but since the advent of radio and film, we now have 'celebrities' amongst us. We have movie stars, TV stars,
musicians and singers, dancers, sports stars, 'reality' TV stars (which requires zero talent, just need to be interesting and/or
contraversial), and now political stars (Obama and Palin being the most noticable). Their personal lives are spread all over the tabloids, blogs,
newspapers, and MSM outlets.
Are their jobs really important? Do they really make a difference in the world? Some do, but are their jobs more important to our
daily lives than those of teachers, police officers, firemen, members of our military, doctors, nurses, etc.?
If Steve McNair had been a construction worker instead of a NFL football star, would you have heard word one about his murder? If Michael Jackson,
instead of being a singer/songwriter, had been a stock clerk at Walmart who lived next door to you, and had the same criminal and civil court record,
would you be so broken up by his death or would you sleep better knowing that your children were probably a little safer now? If Paris Hilton was not
an heiress in the public eye, but instead was a stylist at Super Cuts, would we care what she thinks is 'hot', or that she video taped herself
having sex (OK, maybe that one)? If the man, woman and child murdered in Chicago had not been Jennifer Hudson's mother, brother and nephew, would
you had even heard of it? Would we even care about the countless celebrities who have abused drugs and gone into rehab or died of an overdose if they
were just the common joe?
Is it their fault? NO! It's ours, as a society. We love to put them up on a pedestal and love to watch them fall off when they
stumble. If we didn't watch the stories on TV, buy the tabloids, read the blogs, etc. then the 'cult of celebrity' would not exist! We, as a
society, my dear friends, are the drinkers of the Kool-aid here! So I have to ask, WHY??? Are our own lives so lacking and uninteresting that we
must live vicariously through these people? Does it make us feel better about ourselves when they frak up? I really don't understand this
phenomenon! Do you?