Today the Toryonto Sun had a headline slamming the Toronto International Film Festival as "elitist." While waiting around the laundromat on our only day off from our CTFAJ (Current Totally Fucking Awesome Job) wearing old clothes and unshaven in order to blend in with the Poorkdale locals we gave some thought to the matter of celebrity. A continued meltdown of the North American economy, elections in the US and Canada and war in southwest Asia does little to trim the mindlessness or quantity of the celebrity infotainment that takes up so much of the image environment. It’s easy enough to ignore and yet the complementary industry of analysing and decrying celebrity infotainment is almost as large an undertaking. Simply own no television and you will be largely free of both. Nobody can be entirely free of the effects of obsession with celebrity of course, that would perhaps be extreme anyway. People like Amy and Lindsay seem to register in the collective psyche the way minor royalty once did so there isn’t much point in fighting it head on. We didn’t mind coming across these images near Queen & Jameson on the weathered hoardings nailed over a bakery destroyed by fire two years ago. Amy's music is catchy enough, the other one indicates that we aren't really a serious society any more.
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