Friday, February 9, 2007
Second Avenue, December 2006
Haven't we all had days like this, when we just want to scrawl "rage" (or "rager"?) in big red letters on a nice white wall?
My office was abuzz yesterday with the news about Anna Nicole Smith. I never saw her TV show or had much interest in her - she always seemed a little "too much" to be truly attractive, and she was a magnet for disaster, some of her own making. Still, you can't help but feel bad for her. She's a lesser version of Marilyn Monroe, a person whose outward beauty was no match for inner demons and bad judgement.
On a related note, my Newsweek magazine arrived on Monday with a big photo of Britney Spears and Paris Hilton on the cover. Can you believe it? Newsweek magazine! Is there nothing more important going on in the world? Ostensibly the article is about children and values, but I think it's more about Newsweek's attempt to cash in on our celebrity-crazed culture.
(And now, I'm going to take it to the gym and read EVERY WORD.)