One of the things that boggles my mind more than anything are the articles about celebrities that discuss how "They're just like us! They're actually... People!" As if, we have gotten as a society so caught up in the idea of someone and the symbol of their immense brand, that we forget even the most glamorous and beloved of celebrities are humans. Glorified apes with tools like the rest of us, or not if you find evolution to be goofy. That's not the point though. The big thing is that celebrity, while exciting to a degree, is also a self-defeating game for all involved.
The fans degrade themselves, the value of their own accomplishments, and believe they are lesser than those that have achieved a degree of notoriety even if it came without talent. Or even if it came with horrific murderous activity. Remember the crushes ladies had on Ted Bundy? I know that's referenced a lot, and quite dated, but I mean, it's hard to not mention when talking about the madness of celebrity.
My favorite is when they have these folks paraded around on late night talk shows. Discussing "normal" activities. Taking a dog to a vet, or going on a road trip, of course every now in then something epic and celebrity-like slips in and the whole act is dismantled. The guest will mention a one day last-minute trip to the alps, hanging out with a former President and rock star or something, and suddenly the realization sets in that these aren't people living normal lives. But they are normal people living abnormal lives, and that's the point I wish more people could understand.
The autograph is the most pointless commodity on earth. A signed thing. So a pen that touched a celebrity's hand then moved ink on a paper that then has been handed to you. How low must your own self-esteem sink to hang it up, or to brag about the use of something so easy for the other person to throwaway. I have no problem with folks wanting to write letters or interact with and appreciate those that have produced works of art, or done things that matter. I think people who are accomplished are of course, by nature, fascinating and we all have a bit of the star-gazing element in us, but it's when it gets to a point of dangerous obsession that we need to draw the line. I remember everyone asking what was wrong with Michael Jackson, and always noting how crazy he was, but really I was less confused about Michael Jackson and more confused about the screaming men and women in the crowds crying because they merely got to glimpse at the guy.
Are our own lives so empty, so void of self-worth that we need to put others on a pedestal just to have someone or some concept of someone to hope and look up to? Can we not find it in our own spirits to go fourth independently? Maybe appreciate the music of a band, but when you go to OKCupid.com, don't list those bands as somehow the construction of who you are? Where is the individuality?
And, it is getting worse. While we are being saturated with more celebrities, the worshiping of these people is at an all time high, as you can now watch them on your iPads, iPods, iToilets, and whatever "i" thing you want. And Android devices. Who wants to watch movies on a phone? Are we so impatient we can't sit and enjoy a breeze? When the paparazzi makes money by taking a photo of Brad Pitt eating an ice cream cone, it's not the fault of the photographer, it's the fault of a society with a deeply disoriented sense of reality, and poorly placed priorities.
The celebrities themselves don't benefit from this kind of worship either. Forced to live in bubbles, away from the rest of humanity, unable to have many genuine interactions, except with those that know the world they live in. So many have turned to drugs, and isolation, nutty cults, and alcoholism to escape a world that would no longer let them just be. Countless reality show hosts now are coming out claiming how reality TV has ruined their lives. People who never really had the qualifications, the interest, or the self-control to handle the kind of incredible intensity that goes along with fame and fortune. The novelty wears off fast, and all that's left are fans that devalue themselves, and celebrities that both illogically put themselves into god-like status, or isolation. They either fall from great heights, or become alone and unable to live among the world, with people that might just treat them like actual people.
So, next time you see a celeb, don't scream, don't point, don't ask for an autograph. Just ignore them. You'll feel relieved, and then look at the sky and marvel at the clouds for a moment. Ask yourself if the clouds are giving out autographs and if so get one, because the stars are getting old.