Bobby's Blue State

Please, 15 Minutes End Already!

Sometimes when people hit the big time and become part of our consciousness, you hope that their 15 minutes are over with in a flash. I know the moment Britney Spears first appeared in my consciousness six or so years ago, I was praying for a quick 15. I mean, there was already a precedent for it. I'm talking about the 1989 template, when Debbie Gibson and Tiffany first hit it big. Their 15 was over with in a flash. And they had some talent and could carry a tune live.

And ten years later, when Britney and Christina hit it, I assumed it would be 1989 deja vu. But, Nooo! Six years later, Southern, trailer-queen Britney is still around. We are still treated to news of her quickie marriages, pampered pets, and exhaustion episodes. I try to avoid any news of Britney - I never watch MTV, listen to candy-ass radio stations, or subscribe to teeny-bopper mags, so I'm pretty much immune to her. But when the latest Details magazine appeared in my mailbox, there is Mr. Britney Spears on the cover. He's a train-wreck, how could I avoid reading the article. During the interview, wifey-poo commandeers the interview, as if not wanting hubby to be the only trash-talking, potty-mouth in the family. Well, they sounded like soulmates...fresh out of the Louisiana trailer. My favorite line was the one where she revealed her contempt for her fans: "When I have kids - I think Celine Dion, the way she does it, with her show in Vegas, is the way to go. Everybody comes to her. When I have kids I am so there. That's what I'm doing: Come to me, motherfuckers."

Well let's hope 15 minutes and 0 seconds beats her to Vegas!

posted by BBS @ 10:59 PM