How about wearing a vial of blood?
It's just that lately, in her "middle age," she's been so involved in adopting kids and reminding everyone she doesn't have real boobs anymore, she's been promoted to Sainthood. She IS doing a lot of good in the world. But...
Wasting a quarter of a million bucks on a fucking TYPEWRITER?
$250,000 for Jolie, is $25 for us. Even so, this is monumentally stupid.
Brad Pitt is not going to sit down at Hemingway's typewriter and write a masterpiece. Or even a novel. Or a short story. Or probably a letter worth reading. Chances are he's not going to even try, since this is SUCH a rare and valuable item. Using it? That's not what it's for! It's for...what? Staring at?
WHEN will people stop with the fetishism? A typewriter is just a machine. Who cares who owned it? Museums are loaded with utter trivia like this: a hat worn by Napoleon, shoes owned by Hitler, a cane once used by Churchill. So what! Autographs are silly enough, but at least you get some idea of a person's "character" by how they sign their name. Otherwise?
"Walking Tours" are ridiculous, too. You're supposed to walk around modern streets that once were walked by some famous person from the 18th Century? What for?
Even sexual fetishism is ridiculous. If Jolie sold a pair of her panties for charity...so? She was in 'em once, she's not anymore. This cloth once rubbed up against Angelina ass? The Jolie hole?
There's nothing magical about inanimate objects, any more than there's anything magical about statues of Jesus, or going into a fucking mosque or synagogue because you think God is looking down on you from this specific location. It's all NUTS.
People think if they type on Hemingway's typewriter they'll write a masterpiece...if they put on Einstein's hat they'll have brains...if they wear Judy Garland's slippers they'll disappear to Oz. What fetishistic superstitious IDIOTS!
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