A Headline Too Far
Wednesday, August 29th, 2007It can be a lot of salacious amusement to poke fun at celebrities and their kooky ways. Especially when that amusement involves Britney and an umbrella or Spencer meeting Heidi’s parents. But, when is it too much? At what point will we realize that even though they’re public figures and “ask for it,” they’re just people too–with their own hopes and disappointments and tragedies?
Maybe the line is drawn when a troubled pseudo starlet finds herself knocked up while dating a Duff ex. Or when a non-gestating coked up starlet can’t keep her ass out of rehab. We all seem to laugh at their stupidity, their mistakes, and chalk it up to living in that kind of “reality.”
I know that I for one thank my lucky stars that I have nothing to do with it every time I watch “The Hills.” I can only imagine that it’s junior high all over again with cliques and games and rules. Only now it serves as entertainment to the masses and is recorded for posterity. How are they still able to date, marry, take care of their kids, or do any other of those things that make them seem “just like Us”? When a life is lived on the covers lining the grocery check-out lanes, how can it ever be “normal”?
So, with tragic irony on the cusp of Diana’s death 10 years ago Friday, why are we still compelled to pry into the lives of those most recognizable faces? WHY is Owen Wilson on the cover of Us Weekly? It is sad to hear that he is hospitalized, to imagine his inner pain, and to think of his brother Luke finding him. I do not want to know any more.
Whether you like him, or his nose, or dislike that he may have broken up Kate Hudson’s marriage; he’s a person. A very hurting person. And it’s sad to see him fair game.
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