By way of
Anglophenia: Gee, you have to love the British Press: first they pay the paps for candid photos, thus guaranteeing that there's always going to be some person of dubious moral fibre up a tree with a telephoto lens (Privacy? Whazzat?), then they slag off of the subject for
their behaviour, which would probably have gone unremarked in the first place if not for
the fucker up the tree with the camera.
*eyeroll*
Seriously, it makes the Brit/LiLo/Hil-chie 'build-em up, tear-em down" industry the US gossip rags have going almost quaint in comparison - Brit et al having dutifully self-immolated in some spectacularly public fashion for the edification of the tabloid press to justify all that front page coverage.
*gag*
As my hypocrisy knows some bounds, I'll admit that it's nice to sit in judgement and I've loved my trash magazines hard in the past and enjoyed a vicarious thrill or two. That said, I think there's something fundamentally wrong with an industry that makes its money displaying the private and sometimes not so private lives of a bunch of 18 to 25-year-old girls for entertainment purposes. Even those who've avidly courted the public eye - and when I start to feel like Paris Hilton's gotten a raw deal out of the celebrity press, that is surely a sign that something is grossly wrong with the state of the world.