For the inaugural entry, let's talk about everyone's favorite subject - celebrity gossip.
I'm not at all into celebrity gossip or the personal lives of movie stars. They entertain us, that is all - they are not our friends, our heroes, our lives, or our role models. We should not expect them to behave well off camera, we should not be recording their phone conversations, and there is no need to buy magazines detailing their actions.
I have never been interested in the celebrity magazines, which is why it was so surprising that I couldn't help but snatch one off the shelf a few weeks ago. I even skimmed through an article.
Stepping back two weeks, in the airport awaiting my plane to Australia, I had a conversation with someone in the movie scene. We were talking about how much crap is in the celebrity gossip magazines, how much of it is complete fabrication. And she gave a few examples, one being the perfect marriage stories of John Travolta. "And everyone knows he's gay," she exclaimed; "he's sleeping with one of my friends."
That small encounter made me a happy - I was glad to have this inside information. And then when the story came out, I was intrigued. I knew something before the rest of the world! It's completely unimportant, but there are millions of people who care and I knew it before them.
And there it is; there's the draw. Maybe people read these magazines to feel like they know something, no matter how insignificant, before their friends. I don't care about John Travolta and I don't care that he's gay, but do enjoy knowing that I found out before the world.
That feeling lasted for a few seconds before the thrill of wondering if the leak had something to do with me. Did someone overhear our conversation in the airport? Did I have an effect on the gossip that millions of people will read?
I suppose it's only a small step between being happy that you knew something useless before the entire world and being happy that you knew something useless earlier than your friends.
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