Watching the Oscars proves to me that one thing Hollywood is always willing to do is give itself a big giant reach around. I saw exactly one movie nominated for much of anything, Little Miss Sunshine, and basically the whole show was about as boring as could be. I used to really care about this stuff, even when I was a kid and Dustin Hoffman was winning for Kramer vs. Kramer.
If anything has convinced me to kick the celebrity habit, it’s the current news overload on non-events surrounding celebrities who are notable more for their celebrity than their work. Why should I care more about Anna Nicole Smith dead than I did when she was alive? In fact, I care equally about both, which is zero. I don’t care if Britney Spears shaves her head, her cootchie, wears panties, doesn’t, gets married, has a baby. I don’t give a shit, but I hear about this over and over. I don’t care about Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, Jennifer Anniston or any of them in any permutation. I don’t care about any celebrities bizarre love lives, their marriages or divorces or affairs. Please, spare me all this crap.
I am declaring myself celebrity free. If I don’t care about their work, I don’t care about the person. Don’t waste my time telling me about them. It doesn’t matter what any of these former reality show contestants do, I don’t want to hear about them. I’m just sick of them all.