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Paris Hilton…why do we care?
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Al Ruechel
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06-26-07
Can we be perfectly honest? I don’t know why people care so
much about what happens to Paris Hilton. No, let me restate
that. I don’t know why we think people care so much about Paris
Hilton. There are people starving in Darfur. Our troops continue
to suffer at the hands of Muslim extremists. We are in a drought
with wild fires raging out West. And Tampa has been named the
worst city out of 40 when it comes to an environment conducive
to young professional workers. Yet, it’s that simpleton Hilton
that grabs all the headlines as she struts like a Cheshire cat
out of the jail and into her waiting limo. I heard one reporter
say there were over 100 cameras waiting outside the jail to
catch a glimpse of the blonde nymph trotting to freedom. Don’t
you love America?
For those of us in the news business this is a real dilemma. We
don’t like it one bit. No sane newsperson can watch all those
cameras and live trucks and floodlights and flashing cameras
without cringing. It makes me want to go to the sink and wash my
hands. I feel like when I’m walking down the grocery aisle folks
are pointing at me and laughing. “There’s that pandering Paris
Hilton cheer leader.” “Look honey, there’s Al Hilton. I mean
Paris Ruechel. Oh, you know what I mean.” And yet, on our news,
we ran nearly a two-minute story from CNN on the triumphant
return of Hilton to her family, as if Al Qaeda had held her
captive for years.
Here’s the logic we use in this “danged if you do and danged if
you don’t” scenario. We know it stinks and it is Hollywood
pulling the nation’s chain. We know it has no cultural
relevance. We know she is a spoiled, mixed up publicity seeking,
in my humble opinion, sleaze. She has done nothing with her life
of any significance. She doesn’t play the dumb blonde, she IS
the dumb blonde. Her only claim to fame is her Dad who happens
to own one of the largest hotel chains in the world. That’s it.
Period. End of story.
No, it’s not. You like this stuff. You buy it standing in line
in the supermarket. For Pete’s sake some lady in Publix last
week asked me when I was going to get to interview Paris and
could I “please” get an autograph for her granddaughter. What
kind of granddaughter is this woman raising anyway?
For whatever reason, we’ve all become minutia freaks. It’s a
diversion from the ordinary and humdrum get up in the morning,
drive to work, put in your 8 hours and head home again routine.
TV ratings go up when Paris is on the air. That’s not fiction.
It is the truth. It’s the poor little rich girl you love to
hate, except for that nutcase who tried to high-five the
prosecutor as he was talking to the media about Hilton’s
release. “She’s free. She’s free. She’s free,” he kept screaming
over and over again. What was that all about!
And let’s talk about the 24-hour cable networks that spent hours
and hours every day analyzing to death every aspect of this
non-story. And did you read about all the fighting for the
exclusive prison release interview? We still don’t know for sure
if NBC was actually going to pay Paris one million dollars for
her first interview or if that was a publicity stunt. And did
Barbara Walters actually say it was “below her” to interview
Paris? Doesn’t seem to bother Larry King who’s getting the
interview without “trading a player to be named at a later
date.”
Here’s the part that really gags me. Those stupid helicopter
shots following the Hilton van to their mansion. What are we
hoping to see? Is it suddenly going to turn into a
“transformer”? Is Paris going to get on top of the van and pull
off a Michael Jackson? Is OJ waiting somewhere along the road?
And here’s the kicker. We actually got a call from a person who
wanted to know why we didn’t carry the Hilton release “live”.
Well, hello! It isn’t stinking news. This is fluff of the fluff.
We are trying with every fiber in our journalistic bodies not to
give in to the tabloid poison pulsing through the veins of
otherwise reputable news organizations, whatever that means.
The only encouraging bit of news to report is that your
attention span is even more fleeting than Paris Hilton’s fame.
Can’t you just wait to see whomever else the media crowns to
take her place tomorrow?
Al Ruechel, Copyright 2007, All Rights
Reserved
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