There it is again – a cover on a popular magazine proclaiming, that yet another celebrity is “finally free to reveal” her life story. Her struggles, setbacks, inabilities to cope with fame and wealth. And my guess is that lots and lots of people like to read about those adversities. Those same people watch reality television shows too, the really, really trashy ones that, for example highlight brains only working on a couple of cylinders paired with anger issues. The ones where people’s homes are so full of crap they can’t move. Or the best, where people fall in love with ax murderers and get married in the chapel of a maximum-security prison. The ones that, when you see the cast in a preview, you tell yourself they really should be titled, “Dear God, Please Don’t Reproduce” or “Too Stupid to Live”. But again, I’ve digressed.
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