It seems as though another pre-packaged celebrity is going to to stretch out her fifteen minutes of fame by penning a memoir about the trials and tribulations being a 22 year old, heterosexual, rich, white, blonde, beauty pageant winner. Move on Anne Frank, Carrie Prejan has a story to tell.
You will have to excuse the rehashing of what may seem like old news. There are just some things that feel like they must have been a bad dream, and thus take a little longer to sink into reality. See, I expected a Sarah Palin memoir. Not only did I expect it, I saw it coming from a mile away, and although it pains me to say it; she actually has an experience worth writing about (although everyone knows she won’t actually be writing the book).
Wait, it gets better. Prejean’s book is to be titled Still Standing. No, it’s not a reference to her ability to walk in three inch heels while simultaneously sucking in her stomach, and throwing out her chest and ass, all served with a smile. Apparently, Prejean is an ingenue, a rebel in the culture wars against the evil and corrupt conspiracies of the liberal elite who took her down and dethroned her because she stood up for her beliefs in “opposite marriage”. Worth the ability to be that articulate in her arguments, you can be sure to expect a literary masterpiece. You can also be sure that that picture of Prejean will likely be the cover. It’s the only one where she’s safe from the wind, and dishonest photographers.
I’m really starting to get tired of this shit. Anyone else?
It’s like she is trying to use the title to convey the same message as Elizabeth Edward’s book, Resilience, but didn’t quite have the vocabulary, and so Still Standing is born. The only hope is that Still Standing will be still be standing on book shelves long after this bastardization of literature is released, leaving a little less room in the industry for someone who can actually speak, let alone write.
Is this a sign of the culture to come? How have we become less jaded about the information and entertainment that is fed to us? “Less advanced” civilizations have produced the Sphinx, the Mona Lisa, the Bible even, and the best we can do is Rock of Love and Carrie Prejean, wronged beauty queen. Is it a product of our world so full of war and weapons that we must sugar coat our entertainment and have it force-fed to us, or do people actually like this crap?