What is this, a job interview?
There’s this post on ILM.
And then there was this standup comedian I saw perform twice in a week a few weeks ago (for reasons I won’t go into here). He was your average Bill Hicks/Lewis Black ripoff, the standup who thinks that yelling your ideas and bits out REALLY LOUDLY is a substitute for actually being funny. Sprinkle in a bit of “ironic” misogyny/racism/homophobia. None of it really fazed me (I’ve been to enough comedy shows to temper my expectations), except for when he started going on about Kim Kardashian, how she’s famous for doing nothing except making a sex tape. It was the kind of rant that was so misogynistic, so cruel, and so thoughtless that even if I had any misgivings about the subject (and for the record, I don’t really have any, I don’t feel one way or the other about her), I would feel a billion times more positive about her, because if she could get a straight white dude this twisted, she must be doing something right.
There’s the ongoing Elan and Diane story that I still don’t believe happened. I’m not going to talk about this specifically too much. There’s been enough words written about this - at the end of the day, it’s another guy trying to garner fame off someone else’s misfortune. Anyway, my point is that I find it quite telling that in this day and age where viral fame is far too easily found, that the “this celebrity is famous just for being famous!” narrative is still unfairly targeted towards women. As far as I know, no one scolded Elan for his fame based off passing someone on an airplane a note and two mini-bottles of vodka and tweeting about it, acts that are hardly more notable than a sex tape. As far as I know, no one scolded Richard Heene for his fame when he lied to the world about his son being in a gas balloon. Sure, he was chewed out for the lie, but his fame? No one questioned it. Men are just as responsible for these kind of viral half-truths as women, if not more, but the aforementioned meta-celebrity narrative seems to not be applied to them even half as often as it is to women.
I know that part of loving your parents in 2013 is fixing their computer for them every five minutes or so but I wish I had enough money to buy them a Mac, if only to see how long it would take them to screw one of those up, as opposed to a PC, which they can install spyware on now via eye contact, apparently.