Comments on: How Much Less Could You Not Care?

By: Madam Restora

Madam Restora — Mon, 02 Nov 2015 10:21:50 +0000

I couldn’t give a toss about poor whining, moderately talented celebrities complaining about their lack of privacy. If they want privacy they can give back their $40 million (sixth) house in the south of France (Ang), their Lamborginis, yachts and other people’s babies and go get a job as a bank jocky and a lovely two bedroom flat to rent. No one is going to bother them then. There’s no such thing as a free lunch people!

By: Dj

Dj — Mon, 26 Oct 2015 23:45:23 +0000

I still don’t get that movie…

By: Suspended

Suspended — Mon, 26 Oct 2015 18:36:06 +0000

Oh, and fuck “Back to the Future Day.” What a stupid concept.

By: Suspended

Suspended — Mon, 26 Oct 2015 18:34:38 +0000

I care for very little of popular culture….possibly because I’m getting old and dismissive or that the “celebrities” got a whole lot less interesting. I’m cool with that. Actually, growing up we weren’t force fed all this gossipy shite. People had dignity. You knew very little about a “stars” personal life and that kept things more alluring. Less is more.

Richard – I know?? What is with all these people who are not in the moment? I hate going out to dinner and seeing whole groups of friends/families all just sitting on their phones, zero conversation, unless it revolves around a picture or video on a phone. It’s ridiculous and terrifying! Sit the fucking thing down! Dinner only takes an hour.

Sorry, you touched on a major pet peeve.

By: Gina

Gina — Mon, 26 Oct 2015 12:56:50 +0000

I don’t want to Keep up with the Kardashians. Not at all. I’m of the obsession with these twits. I don’t care about any of the Real Housewives. I’d be more interested in a reality show that follows a single mother through her day — and I don’t mean that Kate Plus 8 woman either. The Duggers. The Duck-ers (those duck call guys). Mr. & Mrs. Clooney. Jimmy Fallon, Saturday Night Live, The View, etc. None of it matters. The entire Fox News team. Before and after photos of celebrities who have dieted, worked out, or had plastic surgery. Nope. Not interested — even in the most subtle and/or freakish extremes. The entire programming lineup of the CW.

I know there’s more, but I will with stop there.

By: David Duff

David Duff — Mon, 26 Oct 2015 11:36:46 +0000

@ Bevitron:

I think it’s called ‘advancing towards old age’, Bevitron. True, it has its drawbacks but also some marvelous advantages.

By: Bevitron

Bevitron — Sun, 25 Oct 2015 16:04:38 +0000

I don’t even know what has gone viral to not care about. I used to try to actually keep up, then tried to act like I was keeping up, then was unable to keep up that much up. Now I worry that I don’t care about not knowing. It’s like crossing some border into Entering Clueless Territory, No More Information This Century, No Turning Back.

Are all nighttime TV show hosts named Jimmy?

By: Richard

Richard — Sat, 24 Oct 2015 14:32:09 +0000

Amen, sister! I sick of it all. I’m over “social media”. Everyone has to have a “brand”. Have you been to a club lately? Everyone is texting. In gay bars the guys are on Grindr. It’s a bar full of guys standing there looking at their “smart” phones.

By: David Duff

David Duff — Sat, 24 Oct 2015 14:30:09 +0000

Ooops, I should have taken my meds before pressing the ‘Send’ button. My last paragraph referred to my penultimate sentence. It’ll be the usual hundred lines, I suppose?

By: David Duff

David Duff — Sat, 24 Oct 2015 14:27:06 +0000

Dear Sis, you will not be surprised to learn that I inhabit a different universe to yours. I suffer (if that is quite the word) with the very opposite of your condition.

My life is completely devoid of ‘sleb’ recognition! Honestly! I occasionally glimpse the TV screen and see various ‘humanoids’ posing and pouting and acknowledging the cheers and applause of the crowds; or I open a newspaper and see huge half-page photos of glistening, glossy people; or my friends (‘And yes, I have a few, and then again, too few to mention’ – sorry, Frank!) become quite animated over this or that ‘sleb’ and their latest doings, but the sad/happy (you choose) fact is that I haven’t the remotest idea who any of them are!

Oh alright, yes, I recognise David Beckham because he was a terrific ‘footie’ player but that’s about it. And alright, yes again, I am now, after saturation coverage, just beginning to recognise Mrs. George Clooney but only, I think, because she appears to be the only brunette ‘sleb’ in a universe full of boring blondes. To begin with, I was confused because I assumed she was advertising “War on Want” or some other charity attempting to aid the half-starved.

That last sentence, by the way, Sis, will give you a tiny clue as to why I am so attracted to you. Don’t ever change your colour or the whole thing is off! (And yes, you’re right, it’s time for my meds!)