Some Kardashian was all over the news this morning. Something about a divorce? I don’t know. I don’t care. I didn’t realize she was married. What’s her name? Kim? Is there more than one of them? Why is she famous?
On a broader level, even for celebrities who have done something to “earn” their fame, why do people care? How do the marriages, affairs, fashion choices, and body weight of people I’ve never met affect my life? We have entire shows and magazines devoted to this. I don’t get it.
Which brings me to movies, as they are full of “famous” people I’m supposed to recognize. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve had this conversation:
X: Hey, want to see some movie whose name may or may not sound familiar to me?
V: What’s it about?
X: Oh, it’s got name of actor I’ve never heard of and name of actor whose name may or may not sound vaguely familiar.
V: Um, what’s it about?
Oh, and reality dramas. Don’t even get me started on those. Maybe Snookie will get her own post later this month. (I actually didn’t know who “Snookie” was until I got stuck on a cross country flight with a Jersey Shore marathon earlier this year. What’s that high pitched squeal? Oh, it’s my brain cells dying.)
This is good thirty to forty-five minute rant territory for me, so I’ll take some deep breaths and let it go.
I feel sad watching people worship these stars instead of people that can actually improve lives and make the world better. If we held teachers, firemen and others like that in such high esteem I really wonder how different the world would be.
*le sigh*