An archived entry I made into the computer in December 2005. Enjoy.
Talk about self-preoccupation! This explains the Hollywood we now know in a nutshell.
How the mighty have fallen, especially since the "reality series" debuted.
In the midst of lack of originality and thought going into new movies and TV series, the gossip magazines scream out their headlines to you, worsening by the hour. All you see gracing the covers these days are spoiled brats who just aren't used to inconvienence. Souls of the pampered sort meeting the world's realities, which the common man faces each day. And boy, do we hurt for them. Yeah, sure.
Paris Hilton screaming at a flight attendant because of aircraft turbulence, followed by something like, "Don't you know who I am?" Geez, doesn't that take the cake? Nobody would care who I am.
The attendants would say to me, "You knew the risks when you boarded the plane." I have to live with what's provided for me, and if I don't like it, I need to explore alternatives. These so-called "stars", preening their way through life, don't actually see or acknowledge lives of the man on the street. Gee, where's Paris' beloved Tinkerbell? Who cares? What about the latest mugging in Detroit, or animal cruelty taking place everywhere?
Whatever made these celebrities blind to the realities of life; well, those factors still exist. Status may be important to some, but don't let status be your only prime motivation in life. Sooner or later, you'll lose more fans than you take in.
