With Christmas approaching and us filled with warmth and caring for our fellow man and woman, we have been asked to feel “sorry” for Khloe Kardashian following her split with her basketball playing husband named Lamar something or another.
Aren’t all basketball players named Lamar and one can only assume that this Lamar’s 15 minutes of fame through his appearances on Keeping Up With The Kardashians where he made deep, warm cooing sounds a la Isaac Hayes for the cameras with his giggly wife are over.
But why stop here?
Many in Hollywood are trying to “save” Justin Bieber this Christmas season, who has, jokingly, announced his retirement.
Why the fuck couldn’t he have been serious and just left the building with Elvis?
In other earth-shattering news during this festive season, which would have sent John Lennon rushing back to bake bread and be a house husband, Ellen and wife Portia are said to be heading for a divorce as the abrasive talk show host has fallen in love with, er, Pamela Anderson- huh???- whereas another Kardashian- the one with the whiny voice- could also be staring at an unfaithful husband in some other unknown who has become a “Reality star” through his appearances on that appalling piece of shit that is, Keeping Up With The Kardashians”, one of the most “perfect” examples of how many have allowed absolute crap into lives- and feed this crap so it grows and multiplies like the man-eating plant in The Little Shop Of Horrors.
One can only assume that Ellen DeGeneres’ career has stalled- Pamela Anderson’s career ended with Baywatch- whereas with the Kardashians looking for all the world like falling apart despite the tacky efforts of the family matriarch to keep the fakeness of the reality series alive, those who jumped aboard for the free ride to get as much outta the golden goose as possible before the truth caught up with them, are now bailing.
Musically, the new Beyonce record has broken all types of sales records and twitterers and bloggers are dissecting the thoughts of Mrs Carter, the Dylan and Sgt Pepper of this generation.
Not to be outdone, in Kanye West’s latest video- Bound 2 which is as punny as naming their kid North West, his girlfriend/wife Kim Kardashian straddles him on a motorcycle- topless. Classy skank.
Those Kardashians are everywhere and would do anything to add a few more seconds to their fifteen minutes of fame.
Folks, something is just not right.
Let’s go back to the start.
What the hell have any of the Kardashians done to deserve this “celebrity” and to create a brand and dynasty built entirely on a leaked sex tape featuring Kim Kardashian, who, seriously, looks like a outta proportion troll doll?
As for Justin Bieber, here is a 19-year-old has-been who has been over-hyped and sold out by his own mother and mismanaged by the always-dodgy Scooter Braun.
Having someone I once thought to be the best rapper around- Eminem- wanting to “help” The Boob and counsel him during the holiday season shows that he hasn’t gone out recently.
If he had, he would have seen the real world and real people with real problems- the homeless, the elderly, the sick, the underprivileged, antiquated gun laws bringing out sickos, corruption, diseases, politicians who promise and can’t deliver- and an entire planet that needs all the help it can to survive.
Helping a spoilt little poseur like Justin Bieber? Oh, please.
Dump him into that junkyard littered with other child stars like Macauley Culkin who didn’t make the grade after their voices broke and cute never became handsome.
The problem is that there is so much of everything, prioritizing has become some blurred lines where clutter and mediocrity have been hyped to the nth degree to be perceived as being “important” and relevant and the real deal- the Kardashians, the Bieb, Robin Thicke, Russell Brand, The Voice, One Direction, K-Pop, Simon Cowell’s impending fatherhood, Michelin chefs, Adam Sandler, Jay Leno, Ellen, Spotify…
My list to Santa of what I don’t want in my life is endless.
The best Christmas present we can give ourselves is to flush down all the crap and pray that Hope still floats.
Merry Xmas (War Is Over)