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Human Events
Of Donuts,
Divas and Celebrity Tantrum-itis
Michelle Malkin
Friday Jul 10, 2015
There’s a regular feature in grocery gossip magazines titled “Stars:
They’re just like us!” Supposedly “candid” photos show actors and
starlets taking out the trash, dropping off their kids at school and
walking their dogs to emphasize their Everyday Peoplehood.
But we all know it’s another manufactured Tinseltown myth. Routine
outbreaks of celebrity tantrum-itis remind us that the denizens of the
entertainment world are a spoiled bratty species unto themselves.
Take pop diva Ariana Grande. This week, the wide-eyed tartlet got
caught profanely bashing our country, mocking cashiers and spreading
her precious spit on donuts for sale at a Lake Elsinore, Calif., shop.
Surveillance video exposed Miss Thang’s contempt for the working class,
contempt for private property and contempt for public health. Her fake
apology displayed childish disregard for her fan base’s comprehension
skills. “I am EXTREMELY proud to be an American and I’ve always made it
clear that I love my country,” she wheedled — after griping in plain
English: “I hate Americans. I hate America!”
In response to critics who pointed out that her donut vandalism
violated her grandiose proclamations of “eating a full plant-based,
whole food diet that can expand your life length and make you an
all-around happier person,” she blamed her obnoxious behavior on being
“upset” by Americans who overeat.
The 22-year-old singer argued that she wasn’t being a hypocrite. She
was actually protesting “childhood obesity,” you see, by opening up her
big, fat lip-glossed mouth and stuffing it with fried confections. The
notoriously demanding prima donna, who has a history of red carpet
hissy fits and meet-and-greet meltdowns, hilariously tried to turn her
pastry petulance into a public service announcement.
“We need to demand more from our food industry,” she preached. “However
I should have known better in how I expressed myself; and with my new
responsibility to others as a public figure I will strive to be better.”
It’s “do as I say, not as I do” dressed up in a concern troll costume.
You will not be surprised to learn that her manager is one Scooter
Braun, the same impresario responsible for launching jackanape Justin
Bieber, the former pop star who spends more time spitting, stripping
and pissing in public than he does singing and dancing anymore. Bieber
doesn’t need Braun. He needs Nanny 911.
But I don’t mean to single out these post-millennial Bratz dolls. Fame
corrupts at all ages, shapes and sizes. Just this past month...
Read the rest of this article with video at Human Events
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