My feelings about celebrity culture are identical to those of the late George Carlin, esteemed patron saint of the Slope of Hope: he couldn’t stand it. As I was thumbing through the Palo Alto Daily Post this morning, there was a headline – “Kardashian mom files for divorce.”
The “mom” is that cow-like woman Kris Jenner who, after her own failed marriage to a sleazy lawyer that managed to get OJ to walk after a double-murder rap, married a man who, in the 1970s, was a big hero (Bruce Jenner) who had a failed marriage of his own. Now these two misfits have a 2nd wrecked marriage to add to each of their scorecards.
What made me heave is when I read the names of the various and sundry spawn from their marriages: Kourtney, Kim, Khloé, Kendall, and Kylie. When George ranted about his dislike of “couples whose children’s names all start with the same initial”, I didn’t quite know what he meant…until now. The entire topic is a big load of Krap.