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Now that A-rod took roids the media is commenting on what PC is talking about. lol
"And lo, having learned nothing from history, here we are again. The build-'em-up-to-knock-'em-down zombies of the popular world media cobble up a pair of heroes, a couple of graven images, a couple of pot-metal idols, ship them out to every point on the map, fan the flames of their adoration until things get a little too hot, then harsh everyone's buzz by ratting them out for being only human. Huh. That we turn a profit coming and going on stories like these just means that the great circle of public life remains unbroken.[/p]And what about you the reader? The credulous citizen-consumer, Mr. and Mrs. John Q. Public? Well, having done our sad work, now it's up to you to continue doing yours: to keep confusing celebrity with heroism, to keep bathing those celebrities and heroes in the blinding light of your love, to keep embracing them with every beat of your fevered heart, keep fantasizing about them, dreaming about them, imagining your happily-ever-after with them, writing their name inside the cover of your notebook again and again and again, keep obsessing over what they eat and what they drive and whom they sleep with, keep subscribing by the scores of millions to the magazines with their pictures on the cover, keep wearing what they wear, keep stalking them from the shadows, keep rejoicing in the perfections of their slugging percentage, of their marriages and their beautiful, lively children or wallowing in the sadness of their August slump, of their failed engagements and their well-upholstered loneliness, keep buying their shoes and posters and jerseys and commemorative dinner plates, lining your shelves with the products they endorse, reading their books and watching their talk shows and seeing their movies and playing their video games and downloading their ringtones ... [/p] ... and to keep doing all these things right up until the moment you don't, right up until the very moment they bore you or disappoint you or can't turn on the inside fastball, until the moment they test positive for doing only that which you begged them to do, until the moment they grow fat, grow old, grow dull, until the day they get too much plastic surgery or too little, until the moment you turn on them for being just like you or not like you at all, until the moment you resent their talent and their success and their beauty and their money, until you take back the fame you made for them, until you punish them, take them down a peg by selling an incriminating photo, until the moment you decide to hate them -- not because their lives are so very, very big, but because your own are so very, very small.[/p]On second thought, better never to look in that particular mirror. The American fun house is a dark and scary place, after all, and we're apt to be frightened by what we see. [/p]Better instead to avoid reflection altogether, to simply love our heroes completely and perfectly, and to worship them absolutely until the very moment we tear them limb from limb."[/p]
