Stop These Immigrants!

As the headline for this article screeched:  Beckham-mania! Posh and David take the US by storm!, the arrival of these two Brits has ggggggggggggggggggggggggg (sorry, I dozed off there for a second.)

As I was saying. . . Since robbed of their prime target by death of Princess Diana, David Beckham and his bride, Victoria, (”Posh Spice” of the Spice Girls) have been the number one focus of the paparazzi in the UK—and the number one object of veneration by  the Celebrity Worship Syndrome sufferers who make being a paparazzi profitable. 

{Please don’t miss the irony that the paparazzi played a part in the Diana death tragedy.}

For weeks the buzz among CWS sufferers here in the states is that “Posh and Becks” are moving to L.A.—the Mount Olympus for our pantheon of godlike celebrities—and thus the only appropriate place for these two deities to live.

Beckham is an astonishingly good soccer player who just happens to be movie star handsome. Had Victoria not married one the most adored athletes in the world’s most followed sport, she would be just as obscure as “Scary Spice” and “Dyslexic Spice” or whatever they were called, are today.

Posh also has the benefit of possessing one of the best faces and bodies money and science can currently provide. In most recent photos she looks like a mannequin or like David is walking around with the Posh exhibit from Madam Toussaud’s. Seriously, I checked for roller skates in the head-to-toe shot above just to make sure he’s not just dragging a wax figure around.

People, US, Entertainment Tonight, Inside Edition, and all their CWS-enabling imitators can now take a Paris break and feed a different sad obsession for a while.

~ by The Oracle on July 13, 2007.