I truly wonder what people are thinking, or perhaps I should rephrase and say "if" people are thinking, ever. Every single year, millions of screaming assholes line up for the "American Idol" auditions or any other reality show for that matter. Every year, the same things, the same pitiful acts, the same disturbing antics which are then taped, edited then shown to millions of mentally defunct Americans on primetime television. I think people would sell their arms if it guaranteed them a little TV time. All of this pathetic and ridiculous behavior to get a spot with some asshole named Simon and some prescription popping whore from the 80's. Why? I (thankfully) don't understand.
Have we lost touch so much so that we cannot even function anymore? Honestly, I see GROWN humans on TV waving and flailing around like they are spastic in front of any camera that will shine on them, then if you actually tell them they are going to be in front of a camera beforehand you get to watch the seams come apart.
Am I the only person who recalls going out to dinner with my grandparents? You were a young child, your parents younger as well, less disciplined (this may still apply). Naturally, you would act like an idiot; perhaps screaming for attention, maybe even tossing or playing with your food, maybe wearing a hat at the table. Your parents too busy taking pictures, and Grandpa leans over and says "grownups don't wear hats at the dinner table" or something where he attempts to instill a little self-control and class/refinement in you. May I remind people to think of this when they act like a complete asshole on camera (or in general, for that matter). Grownups don't dance like a gipsy dressed like a clown for a free meal and 10 seconds of airtime, at least they fucking shouldn't.
I guess this leads to a much bigger point, at least in my eyes. We as a culture always have had a fascination with fame, riches, the "shining moment" and that is all good. It's healthy enough to have a dream of sorts or to aspire as a child to be a princess, imagination is a great thing.
Maybe it’s this reality show craze that has in a way closed the gap between the celebrity and the standard Munson, Roy E. but people seem to be more obsessed and more fascinated with (if not) becoming a celebrity, at least living or trying to live and act like one. I know idiots are impressionable and most humans are idiots so the shoe fits, but please, this is going too far. Certainly there are many with great talents, be it music, drama, athletics whatever, and they are thrust upon the lifestyle and really cannot help but to slip and make mistakes due to the barrage of on lookers or losers obsessed with their every move. I mean, I can't even imagine the life or how one would stay grounded enough to live a normal life with women throwing themselves at you or more money than there are goods to purchase with it. But the majority of people who are obsessed with these people seem to glorify this lifestyle, they seem to not understand that it is a completely fake and shallow life that at the end yields very little happiness.
I step away from the stage and say, think about it. How many athletes find happiness after the gridiron? How many mid 40's actresses are thrilled with what they currently have? how many child stars continued success and didn't fail miserably and if not die, just signed up for a reality jumpstart? You find most of the reality unions end in divorce (typically for cheating like a whore). You will see many pro athletes can't keep their dicks in their pants and they are married over and over again. Many actors can't abstain from screwing a co-star. They have all the money in the world all toys in the land. 4 ex-wives and 5 kids that either hate them or don't really know them, a nest of hangers on and agents that fuck them over every chance they get, multiple shrinks and rehab stints, many live short lives and for what? what did they gain? some fame -- which really isn't worth shit-- maybe a bunch of money (if they didn't piss it all away) and besides, I find it hard pressed to tell me you get more of a rush or satisfaction out of buying a Ferrari when you have a few million as you do when you buy pinto when you formerly had a pair of fucking sneakers. It's life people, it isn’t rocket science. A + B = C- (in most cases). You all run around flashing peace signs partying like fucking rockstars looking up to losers on TV and would sell your mother for your one shot at fame and yet time and time again you fail to see how unhappy and lonely the majority of these "Stars" really are, you forget to see how little they actually have in their lives, they trust no one, they have more ex-wives then they have friends and their kids end up all fucked up because they themselves are a train wreck. It honestly begs the final question....
What in the hell kind of imaginary shallow, pathetically simple minded world do you people reside in?
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