Plausible stupidity

Britney Spears has shaved her head. Anna Nicole's remains are still up for debate.

In times where we spend most of our waking hours concerned about (or at least I hope so) things that matter, these are the stories that flood our airwaves. Sure, there's a child involved. There is the debate as to whether she's an unfit mother. My question is this: Who gives a fuck? There are at least a couple thousand questionable parents running around at any given time. I'm made painfully aware of this every time I enter any public establishment. There are women that turn tricks in their living rooms. Some of them have even sold their children. They fucking sold them! These are issues that should be addressed as opposed to Britney's new haircut, as dumb as it may look.

Why are we constantly bombarded with shit that really has no bearing on life as we know it?

I spend at least an hour of each day fielding questions about stupid shit that doesn't matter. Sometimes, I seriously think I'm in the Twilight Zone. I mean, I get it, I really do. I understand the need to get away sometimes. The pressures of everyday life have definitely driven people to far worse. There are constant threats from enemies of the state. Our current social security system seems to be crumbling under the weight of increased life expectancy. We're unsure about our nation's foreign policy. That shit is stressful as a motherfucker.

My only question is why can't people deal with that shit in normal ways? What ever happened to listening to music? Aromatherapy? Green Tea? Anything. Just don't start mindless chatter about Britney motherfucking Spears.

I watch the news these days, and it is nothing short of pure comedy. It really is. I remember back when my grandma was alive. She used to read shit like the Weekly World News and the Sun. I used to continually chide her about reading such drivel. She found it amusing for some reason that I'll never know. I used to wonder what she could possibly find interesting about talks of alien abductions, sideshow freaks, and fortune tellers. Then again, I wasn't responsible for raising seven children. She was allowed some leverage.

The rest of the general public however, is not. These clowns spend hours poring over celebrity gossip. They can tell you every intimate detail of the recent Angelina Jolie adoption. There are some that can provide a running documentary of Lindsay Lohan's substance abuse. I fucking hate it.

I hate the fact that this shit occupies so much of people's thoughts. I hate the fact that a random bar conversation in Alexanderplatz can yield a more thorough examination of American politics than it can in the states.

People are fucking retarded.