Friday, February 13, 2009

Business of Gossip

My guilty pleasure for the longest time was gossip magazines... I was never proud of my habit, but I would rack up at least two a week. This didn't include the three websites I visited regularly. Hourly. ...As I said, I'm not proud.

I knew everything there was to know about which celebrity had what plastic surgery done that week, or what a terrible outfit another chose. Who broke up, who overdosed. It was my way of relaxing... Giving my brain a rest by indulging in pictures and big print and the most outlandish breaking news that even I couldn't dream up.

Perhaps surprisingly, I think it's horrible that the paparazzi invade the privacy of these celebrities. The argument is, "they chose this career", but where's the line? Celebrities' rights are vague, if not entirely useless...The business of photographing celebrities is depraved and desperate. And with every magazine and every click of the mouse or remote, I was investing in that business.

Suffice it to say, that I was not the reason I forwent my habit. The honest truth is, the need to know somehow disappeared one day.

Today I was like 4 months sober..... Until I fell victim to a headline at the store.

But I just opened page one, and I'm bored already.