I don’t even think this girl is talented.
She’s a stripper.
What is it that makes people want to continue their ignorance?
When I saw Janet Jackson come out on stage at the super bowl half time, I turned it off, saying, Eh1, she’s a stripper; I’ll turn it back on in a half hour for the game.
But, no, that’s not good enough. I have to hear about it for this many years hence, plus put up with kids telling me how good Justin Timberlake is, who’s only talent is getting himself in ant the right time, taking advantage of a stripper.
Kids watched Hannah Montana for the same reason their dizzy mothers watch Oprah - because they are told she is good.
Think, mothers. Get home and pay attention to what is going on with your families.
Spot on! The talentless have to stoop to this kind of stuff to get attention. It’s just another sign of Gresham’s Law applied to popular culture. To get and maintain attention these clown’s have to come up with something even more outrageous than their previous show. In the words of Theodore Dalrymple, “This sets up the equivalent of an arms race, with more and more extravagant gestures required to mark a person from the herd.” But in the end their so called unconventionality becomes the new conventionality, an immersion in a new herd mentality, if you will, a rigid conformity of nonconformity. Believe me, if could get away with having a live orgy on stage they’d do it. “Artists” are beginning to be “attention whores,” and little else. To me they’re simply banal, boring in the extreme. It’s a sign of the times. Did you notice how more and more people try to turn themselves into a walking art exhibit. And if not that, then perhaps a mobile aural assault platform whereby they can be heard from a block away. Having no other way of distinguishing themselves they scream, “Dammit, look at me! Look at me! Hear me! Notice me!” I have noticed; now, get out of my face you worthless pos. One other thing, a real artists doesn’t go around calling himself an “artist.”