Personally, Phaylen Fairchild, I find the obsession with the private lives of actors, singers, and other entertainers to be both baffling and boring.

And, yes, a little creepy too.

I know that an entire industry exists to report on the lives of celebrities, and that some popular figures are even celebrated primarily for figuring in that industry.

I think we’d all be better off consuming and thinking about excellent art than thinking about the figures involved in the production of art.

Definitely, though, when we get to the point where we’re seeking out photographs of pregnant women’s midriffs, we’ve sunk to a crass nadir of cultural inanity.

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Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot.

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