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While Paris Burns, Britney Churns

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From afar, one might think that Paris Hilton and Britney Spears are two peas in the celebrity pod of ho-aciousness. However, upon closer inspection, there are subtle, yet fully distinct differences. The sum total of these differences means one continues to grow more famous as the other sinks more deeply into self-parody.

 As more private information and video footage leaks from the ParisExposed.com site, the fuzzier the line between celeb-reality and public perception becomes. It is plausible that the private Paris and the public Paris have merged to create a separate and unique entity unto itself – an insuperable Super Paris.
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 While I stand firm by my assertion of Paris' own complicity in this latest scandal — whether through stunning carelessness or direct involvement (the same thing?) — I do feel a twinge of sympathy for her.

Or maybe it's indigestion.

Surely, even Paris doesn't want her most personal medical information laid bare for the world to paw over and judge. Lots of people may have herpes, but not many go around with a scarlet H on their chests, which, if nothing else, would make for awkward dating situations.

All this tawdry business aside, one thing remains concrete: Paris might be burning, but she isn't going down in flames. In fact, once the smoldering ashes of this latest scandal blow away — and blow away they will — all that shall remain is an ever-heightened awareness of Paris Hilton's existence in this world – an existence that has built itself on the old adage "that which decimates my character, serves to make me more famous."

While we all agree that this is Paris Hilton were discussing and there's simply no danger of her curing cancer, discovering alternative fuel sources or bringing peace to the Middle East, we can thank her (or as I prefer, beat her with a shovel) for helping to define the next generation of youth culture, which I affectionately call The It's-All-About-Me Generation.

Paris is the embodiment of this group of self-absorbed, spoiled gimme, gimme, gimmes.

Only a true narcissist would videotape and retain in her possession hours upon hours of incriminating and irrefutable proof that she engages in illicit drug use, promiscuous sex, the perpetuation of racial stereotypes, and general indolent lazing about.

It's like Paris is the Jacques Cousteau of celebrity culture: documenting the inner machinations of the jet set life for generations to come. And she has single-handedly made activities that would otherwise seem exciting, dangerous, and wild appear vastly boring, mundane and tedious. So much for my coke-fueled dreams of gang-banging in St.Tropez with serial rapists.

Alas, like every other scandal that has thrust Paris into the spotlight, she will survive this one — every stinking, horrifying STD infected moment of it — and rise, stronger like Conan, above it, unlike her peer in depravity, the beat-weaved Britney Spears.

Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting Britney Spears was once a beacon of all things nubile but pure. She was seemingly carved from the very heart of America using her Lolita-like allure, coupled with a sweetness of southern hospitality, to capture our hearts.

Sadly, sometime after the demise of her fairy tale romance with Justin Timberlake, Britney hopped on the boat for Lower Expectations Island and, wandering there blindly, aimlessly, woke up one morning to find herself married to the greatest boobie prize of all: clownish back-up dancer and grimly lame wiggsta, Kevin Ferderline.

It's like she didn't even try. Some might say this was the first sign of what really lay beneath the shiny veneer: a Cheetos-snarfing, menthols-smoking, baby-neglecting, trashy swamp rat.

Britney has taken the rare and precious gift of iconic status, bestowed upon her by the best graces of our collective good will, and instead of growing into cultural royalty — a symbol of hope, a Princess Di for the new millennium — she has turned on us, baring her nethers, hissing, and fouling the nest.

After she announced her separation from the sperminator K-Fed, the public waited with anticipation, whispering silent prayers of hope that Britney would emerge from her social coma the transformed butterfly of beauty and grace we had all expected her to become; but instead our greatest hopes were dashed upon the rocks, our worst nightmares realized.
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Britney could have staged a massive comeback of biblical proportions, easily riding the wave of goodwill and compassion earned by simply dumping her useless turd of a husband, banishing him to the oblivion from whence he came. Instead, she did the unspeakable.

In becoming a mother, women have a unique opportunity to show their better nature, substance and worth. Nothing says "I love humanity" like taking the role of mothering seriously and with good grace. And Jesus, if she didn't totally, utterly, and with extreme prejudice, take a big, ripe, steaming crap on that opportunity.

As if her first child, Sean Preston, wasn't dealt the worst hand from the deck of parental cards, at least Britney was around to make sure he wasn't properly strapped into car seats and highchairs. But what about baby #2, little Jayden James? All he has known of life thus far is absentee parenting and indifference.

Jayden is certainly guaranteed a space in an ESL class by the time he gets to kindergarten. I wonder if little JJ and SPF even know who their mommy and daddy are? You KNOW those babies call their nanny "Mommy," and cry when a drunken, bloated Britney shows up trying to feed them Doritos at four in the morning.

Spending night after night at the clubs, drinking and partying when you have two children under the age of two at home is simply not an acceptable option. Neither is shirking you professional obligations, putting a rotating door on your panties, and/or not bothering to wear panties at all.

It is NOT okay to let yourself go in the most extreme ways when you have little children – celebrity or not. But at the current pace, Britney's celebrity days are numbered – maybe she wants to live out her days in obscurity, the punchline of a forgotten joke. If that's the case Britney, your road to perdition is paved with hot dogs and Diet Coke.

It's just sad and unacceptable. Children aren't pets and you don't treat them as such. This is Britney's shame and this is why the media has treated her with no mercy. She deserves no mercy. When you have children, your days as a low-class poptart should be over.

Here's the breakdown for those with ADD: Britney is not Paris, and therefore she is not allowed to act like Paris. Paris is ho and as such is allowed to revel in her ho-dom, Britney is a mother and better stop being a ho. She better stop eating ho-hos too, 'cuz girlfriend is looking puffy and worn out.

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  • Marcia L. Neil

    Nice young women, caught in the cultural crossfire of the effort to control telephone demand-call strategies which had telephone harassment laws and obstruction-of-justice laws as a result. If you’ve ever complained about influence-network callers who won’t stop even after police complaint — claiming it’s their freedom of speech to ruin/waste respondent time and health — you’d know these two are actually decent young women singled out to ‘spread’ political influence while traversing uncommon terrains.

  • http://www.kaonashigasuki.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/02/edible_arrangements.gif Kaonashi

    Second only to Whitney Houston, Britney Spears is the one celebrity who has disappointed me so much in such a short period of time. She wasn’t the best singer, but she was a good entertainer and seemed like a sweet girl. I can’t even begin to understand why she decided to destroy her career and reputation like this. I still like her music and think it’s catchy, but I no longer respect the person.

  • Dawn

    Marcia, I am afraid I don’t undestand.

    Kaonashi – I concur. Britney has really turned on her fans and the public in general. Regardless of what celebrities think, they have a responsibility to their fans. Or else they will no longer have fans.

  • http://dracutweblog.blogspot.com Mary K. Williams

    Comment #1 – talk about your non sequitur! Man, I couldn’t make the connection.

    Dawn, good work as usual. : )

  • Dawn

    Thank you Mary – your kindness is legendary ;)