Scrolling through Yahoo, I came across plenty of fetching articles, titles such as, “Selena Gomez Posing on the Beach in a Polka Dot Bikini.” How about this teaser? “Victoria Beckham’s Totally Toned Legs Upstage David in a New Vacation IG Pic.” Woo Hoo! Hard to pass on such powerful click-bait, “Nina Dobrev Flashes Her Ultra-Toned Abs as She Rocks a Bikini in A New IG Video.” Holey Moley! Took me a while to connect to the NYT for some substantive news that did not involve celebrities and their non-story twaddle, mostly risqué, sexually inviting trifles. Why should anyone care whether Bill Gates wears boxers or whitey-tighties? And if you do, what does that say about you?
According to one source, Dwayne Johnson (The Rock) is the most famous person in the world. Seriously? Let that sink in. An actor who makes action films and who gained fame as a WWE wrestler, a flexing body builder, and a lead character in movies in which he shoots, fists, and plows people down like a bowler knocking over duckpins, is more famous than Donald Trump, an ex-president and craven celebrity, who is less intelligent than The Rock but, hey, he was President of the USA. And Trump, as we all know, was and is a celeb, as well as a “semiliterate psychopath,” so described by George Conway on a recent CNN broadcast. Going down the list of significant celebrities shames all adoring fans; apparently, our interests have much ado about nothing.
Another tabulation elevates Adele to the number one celebrity of 2021. Admittedly, she has talent and is worthy of acclaim, I suppose. But looking down the list, one finds predominantly actors, pop stars, television personalities, disgraced politicians, a few sport stars, and rappers—the usual faces people like to OD on because, as fans, mainlining celebs’ inconsequential doings eases the failures and pains infecting fans’ humdrum lives. Who are these people? Not one civil rights leader, not one teacher, not one spiritual figure, not one scientist, not one poet, not one fine artist, not one ethicist. In other words, not one figure beyond the fatuous world of who’s-dating-whom, all surface features, such as so-and-so’s new hair style.
Obsessed with Kim Kardashian’s butt? Can’t get enough of Bennifer getting back together? Chances are you’re an idiot — at least according to Hungarian academics. (New York Post article on January 5th 2022). Yes, that’s right, according to their findings, people with low wattage thinking power make up the majority of those preoccupied with celebrities. Who would have guessed?
Do you really want to see Kris Jenner’s tattoos? Take your time to answer that question.
If you are like most sensible people, you don’t give a hoot about any of that claptrap. Still, people complain about excessive media coverage of celebrities even as they scour social media sites for the latest pictures of Britney Spear’s personal trainer. Why? Why should we care? For what it is worth, my guess is that if we care about the latest news concerning Kristen Bell who claims that Dax Shepard no longer has a big toenail, then we have a drastic vacancy in our lives. Who doesn’t huh? I don’t know if avid celebrity fans are mutton-headed. That seems like a harsh judgement. No, I’m simply saying that people who waste their lives thinking about celebrities are, well, wasting their lives.
And I, too, have wasted precious time searching for some dope on Paris Hilton, and then I found what she said about a recent trip. "No, no, I didn’t go to England, I went to London." Yep, she is a dope.
Browsing through quotations from celebs, I came across this gem from Kanye West, "I actually don't like thinking. I think people think I like to think a lot. And I don't. I do not like to think at all."
That says it all.