People’s quest for fame.

I’ve previously blogged about fame a little, and how people will do anything to come near it. But what about the levels of sheer public shame people are willing to bring upon themselves simply for a taste of being known?

Now, everyone has seen the talentless hacks early in any season of a show like American Idol, folks who make me sound like the second coming of Roy Orbison. It goes well beyond that, though. How about…oh…I dunno, maybe someone who wants to pump out kids by the bushel to get herself on second rate celebrity news shows hosted by ‘Dirk Big Shoulders’ and his gleaming teeth and ‘Perky Miss Blondmoron’ and her gleaming teeth and crazy “I will cut you in to pieces and chew on your bones!” eyes. Hell, how many serial killers have expressed a want or need for attention as one of the driving forces behind their killing sprees? So it can get pretty dark. However, it’s kind of hard to mock that without reaching a boundary that even I’m going to have to think about for a bit before crossing, so let’s go back a few steps to the fucking idiots.

How many people do you know who put up anything and everything on their Facebook page and don’t really think about consequences? You know, some moron throws up a picture of him fucking a goat while drunk and doesn’t seem to realize that MIGHT not be a good idea. Sure, I’ve probably done some blogging I shouldn’t have, but I wasn’t seeking fame, I’m just an idiot. So that makes it totally different…

Moving on! There are those who post ridiculous videos and don’t seem to understand that there is such a thing as good attention and bad attention. I present Exhibit A…and I hope to Hell they burned that poor ottoman…

If you’re anything like me, many questions now fill your head. What the fuck? Who would do that? Has that piece of furniture pressed charges yet? And, most importantly, REALLY?

What I find most alarming about this video is that they seem completely serious about this. “Hey, look at us, we’re dropping the hammer on a foot rest!” This is not good attention unless your goal from the start was to be known as “Those guys who gang banged home furnishings, the floor, a wall and the air”. Who is this supposed to appeal to? Some girl is going to see this and ring em up for the chance to get five wayed by this crew of serious playas? How the fuck do you LOOK AT YOURSELF IN A MIRROR while grinding a carpet with your ass and not immediately go in to the bathroom and empty the contents of every pill bottle in the medicine cabinet down your throat?

I’d love to hear the conversation that went on if mom or dad started asking questions.

“Lot of noise going on up there…what were you boys doing?” asks dad, noticing his son and 4 friends, all sweaty and breathing hard, several without all the clothing they were wearing earlier.

“Uhhh…nothing pop! Just…uhhh…just a big gay gang bang!”

That honestly would be the better answer.

What’s the point of this, beyond sarcastic jokes at the expense of others? Ummm…hmmm…that’s a good question, actually. I’ll go with, ‘See kids, this is why drugs are BAD’.

UPDATE : James has added his thoughts on this important topic over at Feelings of White. Go read it…cause I said so!