I’ll just fill this space with stuff I think about.  Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about fame. Or more specifically our (the media’s the country’s, mine, yours)  infatuation with fame and celebrity.  Is it our depraved nature searching for God but filling it up with other things?  A human’s search for immortality? (I heard it explained that way once)  Or is it because we think they have way more interesting lives than we do, so we watch the way celebrities live theirs, so we can pick it apart and laugh, consequently feeling good about ourselves?  Or do we really like these people and just get a rush out of seeing them shopping at Target and buying lattes.(Just Like Us!!)

And I can seriously hear people saying “Oh I don’t follow pop culture”.  Whatever. There are still people you like reading about, that you admire/respect//abhor/destain, maybe just not Brittany Spears.

Anyway specifically about Brittany Spears. Why, why why is she such a media target right now?  I really honestly pity her. And I was defending her to my husband the other day.  Yeah, not many people do that.  This is my theory:  If you take a person who’s “duck are not in a row” and add fame it equals some level of disaster.  Fame just messes people up.  It magnifies their problems and the whole world laughs and points their fingers and feels smug, as someone slowly self-destrucks.

I think maybe I pity her because she’s my age, and her kids are my kids ages. Ok I know that’s not a good reason.  I know that logically I have no reason for piting her because well, duh you reap what you sow. But I do anyway, unexplically.  So that’s my rant.  I know that if I would be in a conversation with someone they could probably shoot thousands of holes into my little argument.  That’s ok, I’m glad it’s xanga, not an argument.

So my advice to you is: ummm I really don’t have any advice.  Uh..don’t get famous?
Or say lots of prayers for Miley Cyrus.