Thoughts On Lindsay Lohan and other Celebrity Convicts

Lindsay was released from the cooler this morning. Straight to rehab, what a shame. The bighouse where she had it so rough she couldn’t have her hair extensions, makeup, or smokes.

She got her meds and Twizzlers though.

Of course, Lindsay was in jail for less than two weeks, at the sheriff’s discretion and could be released early due to overcrowding, just like Paris Hilton. So Lindsay and Paris get released early because the jails are overcrowded, but how many “non celebrity” inmates get the same privilege? I’m sure the Kardashians got bounced early too.

Obviously, our celebrity obsessed culture has convinced these people they are important and above the law, and the rules of society. They can do what they want, roll deep and crash their cars on coke, things like that.

Paris’ house is filled with photos of…Paris, according to a recent piece in Esquire. She’s had multiple reality shows. She gripes about how much she “works.” Paris is famous for being rich and famous. Her “work” is being a celebrity, traveling, and partying. And making herself look like an idiot. It’s not her fault she was born into such privilege, but it’s her fault the way she takes advantage of it. I gripe about it, but I read the article. “Hey, a Paris Hilton article!” She always looks so nice and clean.

The Kardashians are the same. Famous for being famous. Initially for being FOPs, Friends of Paris. They jetset, pose for the paparazzi, have reality shows, and go to jail. More taking advantage of privilege. Their Dad was one of O.J.s attorneys. I also at one time dated one of their distant cousins. She was distant enough NOT to be rich, BTW.

Same with Lindsey. At least she’s got a few movies under her belt, but she’s most known for being a screw up and a party girl. And on again off again lesbian. When it’s convenient. A lesbian of convenience. A convenian.

Sure, Lindsay needs help, they all do. They need a real dose of reality, not one from a show, or a two-week stint in the jail in isolation. Put ‘em in a cell with some crazy crack bitch, or gang banger. See who’s wearing the extensions at the end of the night, and eating the Twizzlers.

At any level, money doesn’t get you class, or make you have class. Money lets people do what they want. People will let you get away with it because you can pay for whatever you want, and they want to live vicariously through you. It’s about how you’re raised, what you’re taught. If you’re taught you’re different and better than everyone else, you’ll believe it.

Real class is treating people with dignity and respect, whoever it is. Whether you agree with their lifestyle choices or not.

We’ve always been obsessed with celebrity and glamour. It just seems in the new century the “reality” boom has bred this new breed of celeb that is famous for being famous. TV is rife with reality and gossip shows. The Internet is rife with Perez Hiltons, and celebs twittering.

Perez Hilton is another one…he’s famous and rich for spreading gossip. Ah, the American Dream at work. The Internet connects us all together, but lets us all be a little bit of a pseudo celeb on our Facebook, Twitter or blog.

Then there’s the paparazzi. Rags will pay so much for an exclusive photo; these photogs will go to unbelievable lengths to shoot something exclusive.

Hey, they got me, I read, listen, and watch. It’s the train wreck principle. We can’t look away as we drive by the accident. I gripe about it, but I still listen, read and watch. Maybe I’m just jealous. I want the money and to be able to do what I want and get away with it. Go to jail, and get out in a couple of weeks. I’d like to think I would take advantage of privilege, but if I hadn’t, I’d be a different person, and just might become convinced I’m better than everyone else.