Sympathy is one thing we Brits are reluctant, to say the
least, to feel towards those fortunate enough to find themselves in the
entertainment business. It is hard to get sentimental for a multimillion pound
couple who are, amazingly, breaking up. Again.
Just how many times have we seen the phrase “Star- studded
tragedy” on the front of OK! Magazine? This is one answer I am confident in:
many. Frustration immediately replaces compassion when real news is replaced
with the likes of: “Film star involved in
Star-studded tragedy”; “Director
involved in star-studded divorce” or worse “Singer involved in star-studded lawsuit.” Seriously, not much
longer and stars aren’t the only things these celebrities will be studded with.
One person that has graced my television and computer screen
over the last 12 months has been the explosively famous miss Miley Cyrus the…
singer? The more grammatically observant
of you will have noticed the question mark used in a way of ending the last
sentence. I assure you it is not a typo; it was the best use of punctuation in
that situation. For, can we call her a singer?
A celebrity is someone we celebrate, made obvious from the
Latin origin of the word: ‘a person who
is frequented or honoured.’ In those wonderful times this probably would’ve
meant a reasonably good poet, or the Roman that invented the bath; both notable
achievements. Today however it seems that more is needed to gain the title; swinging
naked on a form of heavy machinery for example.
I fear world domination. Not by Kim Jong-un (yet) but by
Miley Cyrus. If 481,225,920 people have watched her video wrecking ball (almost
7% of the world’s population) and 65,000,000 have bought a record by her (a further
0.9%) I think my fears are perfectly reasonable. Especially as Kim Jong-un only
has rule over 24.76 million; far less than Miley Cyrus’s fan base.
In future perhaps we should stick to average poetry and bath
tubs instead of Wrecking Balls and provocative dancing?
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