Guilty Pleasures
MSNBC (I live for Lockup), A & E (I Survived and 48 Hours are amazing shows), The Real Housewives of New York City (I have major girls crushes on Luann, Bethenney and Jill), The Golden Girls and Chocolate Oreo Cakesters…guilty pleasures are inevitable, we all have them.
However, it seems that the invasion of celebrity’s privacy has become the number one guilty pleasure. In the words of Judge David Young, “It’s Wrong, It’s Wrong, IT’S WRONG!” At what point did their personal tragedies become Late Breaking News? Better yet, what happened to the Chicken-faced baby and UFO sightings harmlessly reported by the National Enquirer in the 80‘s? I’m certainly not a prude, I too, fell victim to the glossy tattle tales not too long ago, but the habit quickly turned sour after the Britney meltdown fiasco. The treacherous reporting and wild accusations made my stomach turn.
A ticket stub and/or a CD entitles you to entertainment, not an up close and personal look at their cellulite, bad skin or a forensic photo analysis of their body language. Granted, some celebs make rather interesting choices, it’s still too easy to put the next person’s life under a microscope. We all make mistakes and have skeletons in our closets. These aren’t faceless souls; these are human beings with feelings, morning breath and regular problems.
However, it seems that the invasion of celebrity’s privacy has become the number one guilty pleasure. In the words of Judge David Young, “It’s Wrong, It’s Wrong, IT’S WRONG!” At what point did their personal tragedies become Late Breaking News? Better yet, what happened to the Chicken-faced baby and UFO sightings harmlessly reported by the National Enquirer in the 80‘s? I’m certainly not a prude, I too, fell victim to the glossy tattle tales not too long ago, but the habit quickly turned sour after the Britney meltdown fiasco. The treacherous reporting and wild accusations made my stomach turn.
A ticket stub and/or a CD entitles you to entertainment, not an up close and personal look at their cellulite, bad skin or a forensic photo analysis of their body language. Granted, some celebs make rather interesting choices, it’s still too easy to put the next person’s life under a microscope. We all make mistakes and have skeletons in our closets. These aren’t faceless souls; these are human beings with feelings, morning breath and regular problems.
