Shelter and the Extrovert
This left-tinted article alleges something I long suspected: Ellen DeGeneres is a nasty person. “[C]omedian Kevin T. Porter solicited stories from service workers and Hollywood peons who had experienced run-ins with DeGeneres, whom he called ‘notoriously one of the meanest people alive.'” Although Hollywood stars have always presented a false persona to the public, I suspect the cover-up on this one is related to her lesbian status. No one in the mainstream media, much less the celebrity mainstream media, wants to “out” a lesbian for behaving like a, well, lesbian.
But that’s not why I linked to that article.
I’m linking to that article because it’s funny and highlights the ridiculousness that is celebrity culture. The gist: Celebrities are urging people to shelter-in-place just like they are, assuring everyone that we’re in it together . . . while shooting the videos from their mansions, complete with fitness gyms and swimming pools.
Folks stuck on the eighth floor of their 800-foot apartments are outraged.
Good for those folks, but I can’t understand the outrage. This is nothing new. Are these folks just now catching on that celebrities are moral troglodytes, often with scarcely enough grey matter to count their own money?
“But her breasts are so big. I thought she’d have genuine insight into the human condition.”
Nope, those two don’t equate, People magazine and the Democratic National Conventions notwithstanding.
The whole thing reminds me of something I’ve been reminding me of (yes, that sentence makes sense, even if inartful): Don’t judge. Don’t presume. In these troubling times, you really need to walk that metaphorical mile in another person’s shoes.
Me, I’m digging the shutdown. I don’t have a fancy fitness gym and swimming pool, but I have a pretty big house that sits on over an … Read the rest