31 percent of American teenagers [have] the honest expectation that they [will] one day be famous and that 80 percent [think] of themselves as truly important. [Source]
We live in an age in which celebrity is considered an easily attainable item, made clear by the stats above. In a century where reality television continues to thrive - broadcasting the lives of strangers about whom we couldn't care less, despite their lives being broadcast to millions upon millions - I can't help but hate myself when I realize that I can accurately recognize the likenesses of New York, Brody Jenner, and Drew Lachey (although I could never say no to more Vincent Libretti, who, upon meeting my sister and her friend in the street recently, assured them that he'd "talk to them later"). In my opinion, the space between the spoiled and connected and the talentless and shameless is not vast, therefore allowing me to detest Paris Hilton and Trishelle Cannatella with an equal amount of disgust.
But man oh man, could it be easier to hate someone as much as I do Rumer Willis?
Yuck. Yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck! Somebody got Mom's body and Dad's head [below her mouth, and pointier]!
The 19 year-old daughter of Bruce Willis and Demi Moore, Rumer was just named Miss Golden Globe 2007. Admittedly, I don't know what such a title means, but if "being born rich and going out and stuff" are the credentials needed to attain such a distinction, then the girl did her job. She may not be a bad person, but - at the very least - Willis's recent comment that being a celebrity is a "24 hour job" should send off a red alert to the entertainment media signaling the arrival of yet another idiot starlet vomiting sound bytes about her "fans" and "work."
Is she a professional actress? It seems so. Golf claps for her - hopefully, she won't spend too many years struggling for parts with a last name like Willis.
However, must there be a doll bearing her likeness auctioned off for AIDS research? I'm as little a fan of AIDS as the next guy, but I think there ought to be mildly less narcissistic way for Rumer to "use her power," as she puts it.
(For the record, the doll looks like Jay Leno, to the surprise of no one.)

my blog makes me 31% famous.
Posted by: Mr. Shain | November 15, 2007 at 04:42 PM