My Pop and I finally agree on something we can talk about in public-- we don't like Nicole Richie. Check that, we don't like Paris Hilton either. And we don't like any iteration of "The Simple Life."
It's nice, seeing purty city gals having to stick their arms in cows' beehinds-- you can even call it a symbol of the upper classes' comeuppance, if you have Class Warfare as your guiding world view-- but it gets old. And it gets old a lot quicker since you know the thrill for what it is --vicarious.
Paris and Nicole are out there making fools of themselves, whoopee. But what are we doing snickering at their antics and making bigger fools of ourselves? Look at it from any angle and we're still more pathetic than they ever will be. At the end of the day, they're still rich and famous to boot, while we're still jobless or stuck in jobs we'd rather not have. If we want to be Christian and charitable about it, they're developing-- interacting with folk and making their mistakes and (hopefully) learning from them-- and what have we got to show for our time on the planet?
Makes me wanna get off my ass and make another shot at looking for a job.