That's the power of celebrity. From his dubious goofing in "Naked Gun" movies to his joking around on the golf course (while he was looking for "the real killers") to his tasteless attempts at selling documentaries and "if I did it" books...the guy has remained "likable."
It's almost like he's got a publicist to keep planting stories about him. Cute fat pudgy O.J., stealing cookies. The inmates laugh. Let's all laugh.
It's strange, isn't it, that evil deeds and grotesque behavior can be accepted with a smile and even admiration. That's the power of celebrity. Manson? He gets fan letters every day. There are blogs celebrating him. People wear his face as a t-shirt, as they do with Che Guevara. Miley. Kim. The swastika symbol. There's so little fear and loathing anymore. The longer you stay in the spotlight, the more your picture is in the paper, the cuter you get. The instant reaction to a nauseating pork swine like Kim Jung-Un might be disgust, but at this point we've seen him and, hey, he's kind of cute, isn't he? Cute and silly looking. Like he should be a double-act with William Hung. So what if he put his ex-girlfriend in front of a firing squad.
I'm sure that when O.J. gets out even earlier than expected...which could involve some pardon, or loophole...he'd walk around enjoying smiles: "Hey, there's OJ Simpson!" The murderer? No, the FAMOUS MAN, with the FRIENDLY FACE.
And yes, while he's munching on some cookies, he might sign a few autographs.
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