In the most recent issue of Black Book, Julianne Moore shares:
It's not the photographers who bother Moore most--they provide a service, she says, for which there is a regrettable demand--but rather our culture's desire to prop up celebrities in order to watch them fall. "Sometimes I see other moms reading tabloids and I always tell them how dangerous they are for young people," she says. "Don't waste your time investing in the story of some pretty blonde who just got extensions and broke up with her boyfriend. Spend that time thinking about your own girlfriend who just got extensions and broke up with you. Keep it in your own life."
As much as Mamarazzi liked The Prizewinner of Defiance, Ohio, Mamarazzi would like you all to ponder just how you would feel if, one sunny morning, you were enjoying the latest issue of OK magazine, reading all about the Kardashians and fad diets and spray tans and alien Elvis babies, when out of nowhere, Julianne Moore taps you on the shoulder! Wowzer! But, just as you're about to lavish praise on 30 Rock, she wags her finger in your face and tells you how "dangerous" your tabloid reading is...
Just imagine.
Mamarazzi imagines you would invite Ms. Moore to have a great big shut-the-fuck-up-sicle.
And so, Mamarazzi would like to take a moment to offer Julianne and the rest of her ilk, the Angies, the Jennifers, etc... the following PSA:
Dear Celebrities of the World:
You CANNOT have it both ways. We, the peons of the public, the unwashed masses, can only be interested or not interested in you. There may be a magic 3rd choice available to you A listers, but the rest of the hoi polli must make do with out paltry "either/or" option. That is all.
This PSA brought to you by Internet gossip.
Has she ever even been mentioned in a tabloid?