Can you handle the scandal?

You know, I now remember why I don't like reading People or Internet gossip anymore. It's just so disappointing when you find out people who claim they're "just like you" getting fucked up in scandals, drugs, and booze. I want to spit on them and say, "Please don't claim you're just like the rest of us. That makes us a disgrace." It seems like the world can't handle even a little attention without overdoing it. Makes you wonder how people can be whoring themselves half naked at cameras when the world's inching closer to death daily. And I don't even know why people are willing to spend money at a time of a world-wide recession just to read about the rich&famous battling their latest coke addiction or whatever. Cross that out. Why can people like fricking Tom Cruise or whatever spend thousands of dollars on his kid's wardrobe and vintage things when people are forced to drink their own urine? How can they? I don't know how I'll be able to live with myself. I remember times when actors/musicians/whatever were transsexual whores performing for daily meals, instead of jerks clad in Bergdorf's flashing their million-dollar diamonds at the people who made them what they are. Why do actors/musicians/whatever get paid more than the writers/producer themselves? Why are we poorer than the rich&famous when they depend on our money to make a living? Why is the world so corrupted? How can people blow all of their money in one go and not feel bad? And we're not the ones who should preach about overindulgence. How can we subconsciously waste resources? Have we become too wrapped up in the unknowing bliss that we fail to acknowledge the problems that have been gnawing at the world's core from inside out? Maybe people feel that it's not their problem, and the corrupted thing we excuse as a government will eventually lead us out of the pit we've fallen in. What if they lure us to death with promises of a better life? And those who say things like, "I don't care. I'll probably be dead by then" should be shot. Has the delusion of self-indulgence suffocated the caring people the world once was? Are we all alive for the purpose of catering to our whims alone? Either way, this is going to be a tough pathway for us all. Whoa. This is much to serious for my tastes. I think I should issue a restraining orders against gossip tabloids, and racy Internet pictures. By the way, Laura, I went to Boba Cafe today. I still prefer crispier crepes, though they were tasty. And, p.s. Carmina, my "celebrity crush" on him is over. That's what? A day? New record. Now I shall be a corrupted bastard and eat my kettle corn and watch some music videos.