By Pam Hadder
We made you, we can destroy you. There is deeply disturbing love-hate relationship
with celebrity – it’s nothing new, but technology access has allowed destructive, spiteful behaviour to mushroom out of control. The vilest
diatribes are vaulted into cyberspace without regard of who might be hurt, a
volley of cruel imagery and words. With their assumed cloak of invisibility,
users can be unbelievably base.
Celebrities: we are dazzled by their charisma, we are awed
by their stature, and we fantasize about the wealth they enjoy; imagining a
life of luxury and unimaginable abundance. Yet we love to see them brought to
their knees, humiliated and ultimately destroyed – we made you, we can destroy
you. What does this say of human nature? I like to think I’m not so evil a creature,
but I’m not immune to enjoying some tabloid-style schlock. As a woman that has
always felt the pressure to weigh less, be more feminine, and has never able to
achieve 100% acceptance, my heart does warm a little when the paparazzi sneak
pics of stars without makeup, for example!
I want to say, “See, they are just people – packaged and airbrushed;
they have typical human ‘flaws’ – they aren’t what you think!”
Think of the great icons of film, music and public life, people
like Elvis and Marilyn. Pushed and
manipulated by studios, managers and agents; addicted to drugs and ultimately
destroyed as they strove to be thin enough, vivacious enough; to fit the hypersexualised,
surreal die that had been cast. Even at
the peak of studio-manipulated “perfection,” Marilyn and Elvis were never
enough; they could not satiate the human monster. A lot of people got rich, and
a lot of folks are still making money on their celebrity. What do Lady Diana,
Bill Clinton, Lindsey Lohan, Amy Winehouse, Amanda Bynes, Miley Cyrus and
Justin Bieber have in common? They have
all been ruthlessly stalked, singled out and bullied, and some of them are no
longer with us – did we push them over the edge? I was sickened when Amy Winehouse died and
jerks who had belittled her for her appearance and addictions cooed, “Oh what a
tragic loss!” Hypocrites.
Yes, I’m just as guilty; just as vulnerable to salacious gossip – I am far from blameless. But I clearly see that Justin Bieber is just someone’s son, a kid who experienced unusual success at a very young age and who is trying to fit in– he’s just a few years older than my own son for goodness sake. Seeing Biebs in prison orange with bad skin just feels so uncomfortable; it makes me want to scream, “Where the hell are the good people – and where is his family in all of this?” I worry for him and for us. We should consider that he is being exploited by hangers-on who will be gone as soon as the money and drugs run out. Even on my toughest day when I am juggling bills and hustling for work, I wouldn’t trade places with Bieber or any other hounded “celebrity” not even for one hour – no thanks! And as we enter the month of love, I choose to express my opinions with great care - love first, love without bounds. You are self-made; I choose to honour your existence.
Yes, I’m just as guilty; just as vulnerable to salacious gossip – I am far from blameless. But I clearly see that Justin Bieber is just someone’s son, a kid who experienced unusual success at a very young age and who is trying to fit in– he’s just a few years older than my own son for goodness sake. Seeing Biebs in prison orange with bad skin just feels so uncomfortable; it makes me want to scream, “Where the hell are the good people – and where is his family in all of this?” I worry for him and for us. We should consider that he is being exploited by hangers-on who will be gone as soon as the money and drugs run out. Even on my toughest day when I am juggling bills and hustling for work, I wouldn’t trade places with Bieber or any other hounded “celebrity” not even for one hour – no thanks! And as we enter the month of love, I choose to express my opinions with great care - love first, love without bounds. You are self-made; I choose to honour your existence.
