Doc drops a precision-guided munition on the idea of celebrity:
Celebrity involves disconnected veneration, adoration and other forms of subordination to elevated status. We’ve made an industry of it, and that industry has caused massive economic distortions that cannot help but collapse — undermined by nothing more than what in Cluetrain we called “networked markets” that are “getting smarter faster than most companies.”
He’s the spiritual brother of Cintra Wilson here:
[A]nd hoped she [Margaret Cho] wouldn’t object to my contention that fame is the worst thing that has happened in the New World since the influenza of ’18. I’m always looking for evidence to support my conjecture that celebrity in Hollywood is sort of like a Joel Peter Witkin photograph: It looks like a big lush banquet table filled with abundance and cornucopias, and then if you look at it closer you see that all the fruit is made of wax and that entree in the middle of the table is actually a dead baby.
Reading this makes me all tingly and Old Testament, ready to don robes and walk through the streets of Santa Monica, shouting a dope-tinged rant.
Pardon me while I grab Day of the Locust from the bookcase.
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