For the Last Time...

I'm about to say something unpopular to males ages 16-28. I DO NOT care about Lindsay Lohan. In fact, I don't even know if I spelled her name right. Furthermore, I'm not even going to check, because if she doesn't spell it that way then I think that's how you should spell it. I don't know who started this, the selection of one person to follow the rest of their lives, but it's flawed. Paris Hilton? She's got money, I get that, but so do so many others who look two times as good and are ten times smarter. Maybe that's the problem. Maybe the press decides to go after the easy, foolish ones. After all, isn't it always the dumb fish that get pulled into the fisherman's boat?

Maybe it's just a product of me watching too much TV, but I have a hard time understanding why anyone cares so much. From what I hear, she was in a movie called Mean Girls. I didn't see it. Is there anything else that would or could contribute to America's fascination with her? There's the drinking problem, the AA, ok, but so many other celebrities have those problems too, correct? Ah, could it be the panty-less pictures? Seems like playboy has been around for a long time, sorry for being unoriginal.

I just never got it. I don't understand why an above average looking girl would be on the cover of every tabloid, insanely popular with adolescent boys, and the object of stranger’s affections.

It's like waking up one day with a stranger in your room.
What the heck are you doing?
Who in the world are you?
Why should I even care?

And what do you want with me?

That's exactly how I feel about Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, and the absolute detest I have with arrogance, elitists, and other "socialites". I don't know you, I don't care to know you, and if I did meet you I probably wouldn't like you.

The ripple effect is seen around the country, even in Wichita Falls, Tx. Girls see this behavior and think that this is something desirable. And you know what? It may be, to that one guy who doesn't respect anything that's not superficial, the same guy that will talk to you for a week before disposing you for another girl, the one who is acting more "in style" and "chic" than you are, the guy that will always view relationships and girls as a never ending competition, rather than a desirable companionship between a boy and a girl. To the rest of us, you appear to be a toy poodle, the fake, plastic desert used as a decorative item at a restaurant. Yes, that saddens me.

At best, it's unfortunate. At worst, it's disgusting. Show me something worthwhile Lindsay Lohan, give me some substance. Let me know that you're intelligent enough to carry on a conversation that doesn't have anything to do with partying, alcohol, drugs, or sex. And then maybe, just maybe, I might have a little more understanding as to why people should pour an ounce of their energy into checking to see if they spelled your name right.