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An open letter to the Hollywood types

From In Jennifer's Head:

Dance, Monkey!
Dear Hollywood celebrities,

You exist for my entertainment. Some of you are great eye candy. Some of you can deliver a line with such conviction that you bring tears to my eyes. Some of you can scare the crap out of me. Others make me laugh. But you all have one thing in common, you only have a place in my world to entertain me. That�s it.

You make your living pretending to be someone else. Playing dress up like a retard. You live in a make believe world in front of a camera. And often when you are away from one too. Your entire existence depends on my patronage.

I�ll crank the organ grinder; you dance.

I don�t really care where you stand on issues. Honestly, your stance matters far less to me than that of my neighbor. You see, you aren�t real. I turn off my TV or shut down my computer and you cease to exist in my world. Once I am done with you, I can put you back in your little box until I want you to entertain me again.

Heh. Read the whole thing -- she gets personal... Posted by DaveH at October 6, 2010 5:21 PM