No, this isn’t really another post about Britney, other than as a matter of convenience — because she’s merely the most current example (still alive, at least) of this very strange cultural phenomenon that has developed in our society.
I’m not a fan, nor does Adorable Child like her; I neither know her, nor care about her personally. I do, however, care intensely about this obvious illness in our society.
The current frenzy surrounding Britney Spears is astounding — right down to an appalling website, now, that is selling the hair she shaved from her noggin (minimum bid $1 million!). No wonder she cracked up.
However, she’s not unique. This is, it seems, part and parcel of the way the famous must live these days. (See: Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, baby) It’s actually her very lack of uniqueness that’s prompted this post.
Tell me — do you think the media (and paparazzi) inundate us with such ridiculous, invasive stories, images, and details about these manufactured godlets and idols because it’s what we want? Or do we want it because the media has created the frenzy upon which we now feed?
Because Polimom can’t decide whether Britney’s fans are trying to kill her, or if the media is responsible.