All posts tagged perez hilton

All it takes is a punch in the face…

perez…for everyone to get a stellar reminder that sometimes, our online personas collide with our offline lives. And, fuck, is it entertaining!

In case you have a life, some background: Perez Hilton tweeted that he had been assaulted by Will.I.Am of the Black Eyed Peas. Will.I.Am posted a video. Perez posted a video. John Mayer got involved. Will.I.Am posted another video. Internet commentary started, TMZ posted the video of the fight. The Googletubes Commentariat attempted to equate Perez’ “bashing” with domestic violence (WTF) and gay bashing (WTF). GLAAD, understandably, got upset at Perez’ use of the word “faggot”. Feminists got pissed off that Perez wasn’t called on his misogyny. Perez released a statement.

And I laughed my fucking arse off.

More and more, we are being treated to the spectacle of twitter-happy celebrities, tweeting about their mundane shit, their scandal, their petty tiffs. Much like I use Facebook to passive-aggressively “break up” with my husband during a fight, or my friends use their statuses to fight with each other… celebrities are doing it too. Spectacularly. And I love that they are just like me… except with a million people seeing it instead of 400. It’s awesome.

10 years ago, when Perez Hilton was just an unemployed douchebag, celebrity wars were done via the press – filtered through publicists, or press releases & managers. Now, they can say whatever they want, when they want, for better or worse… resulting in hilarity for all. Oh how I love the internets. And oh, how I love Twitter even more.

If you don’t “get” Twitter… this is what it is to get. It captures moments, for better or worse, for everyone’s amusement.

Let’s be clear, though.

I absolutely hate the idea that someone would be physically assaulted because of something they had written on their blog. I, for sure, have had my fair share of family tiffs and friendship breakdowns because of things I have written. I have had friends whose lives have been made hell because someone didn’t get the joke on their blog. I get it.

But here, we are not talking about your average blogger, or average journalist being crucified for their opinions. It’s not like Fergie & Will.I.Am approached Perez at a party and punched him in the head for his blog.

We are talking about someone who is pretty universally disliked – someone who doesn’t seem to understand the difference between fame and notoriety (and given the contact he keeps, it’s no surprise… most of them are all 5 minute wonders). Someone who doesn’t see the difference between being a public figure because you are good at something, or hard working… and making a living being a screaming defamatory bully-queen. Someone who doesn’t see any difference between being respected and loathed, so long as its profitable.

And, someone who doesn’t understand that eventually, if you treat people badly for long enough, you will eventually be called to task for your behaviour.

It is NOT the same as a journalist being hit, or a blogger being stalked, or a woman being hit. Honestly. This is a simple case of a person mouthing off, and copping a fist in the face as a result. Nothing more, nothing less. And truthfully, the way he is carrying on you’d think he was actually beaten. Seriously, I accidentally poked myself in the eye once and I looked more injured.

The whole debacle just reminds me of this.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHRol9rvoqc[/youtube]

Anyway, celebrities, please keep amusing us with your bitchfights. And please keep making mountains out of molehills. You give all of us something to write about. And it makes me realise that maybe my online behaviour ain’t so bad after all.

They tried to make me go to rehaaaaab, I said “no, no, no”…

That phrase is all I have been singing for the last week. Don’t you hate it when songs are so catchy that they stick in your head like that?

I didn’t even know who Amy Winehouse was, except for when I saw her pictures on Perez Hilton and DListed and had no idea. Only heard the song “Rehab” 2 weeks ago and I haven’t been able to stop singing it.

Jason has caught the bug too… and we kep substituting different lyrics, e.g “Mummy tried to change my nappy, I said “no no no”" etc etc.

I am going to have to buy the album I think. its just THAT annoying. :)