Paris Hilton’s sexless year (this one’s for Craniac)
Paris Hilton is giving up sex for a year. The hotel heiress has imposed the ban on herself because she is convinced that abstaining from all carnal activity will help her to “rediscover” herself. She said: “I’m doing it just because I want to. I feel I’m becoming stronger as a person. “Every time I have a boyfriend, I’m just so romantic, and I’ll put all my energy into the guy, and I don’t really pay attention to myself.”
Well, I’m all atwitter with the news that Little Miss Humpalot is giving up the horizontal mambo for a year. Whatever will we do for news? And why, exactly, IS this considered newsworthy? Don’t tell me that we as a nation actually care about who Paris Hilton is swapping bodily fluids with and what gender that lucky someone happens to be? And if she’s so concerned about “rediscovering” herself, couldn’t she just disappear to a mountain top in the Himalayas for a year?
I don’t know about y’all, but I’m tired of our national fascination with celebrity. Why in the world would, or should, we care about a spoiled rich girl who seems to spend her time looking for the next big way to get some face time in the media? Yep, nothing says “I’M AN ATTENTION WHORE!!” quite like prancing around with your little amoeba-sized dog while wearing about four sqaure inches of designer cotton.
A year? I’ll give her about six weeks. Not that I care or anything….
