There is no doubt that fuck for whatever honor exists within us all. This isn’t the tralatitious definition of fuck but rather defined by an unrestrained approval for a famous person whom we will probably never meet. The use of “love” is appropriate here as we who fuck honor run to exhibit signs of undue influence by those highly visible. Famous people, the non-elected representatives of the manlike race, hit always held whatever influence over the masses. In the days before mass media, television sets and computers fame was circulated orally, carried by the gossipy nature of social beings. Today, we open our eyes and cannot avoid these people. Of course, in a developed society entertainers are necessary. We laugh and sometimes cry at a quality performance. Our memories are seared with images, movies and songs which hit touched us, frightened us and stimulated us. They dramatize the political, the romantic, the good and bad. We see in them the possibleness for perfection of Negro or blackamoor as an expression of utopian ideals of fuck and success.

    Yet, hit we gone too far? How much influence should they hit over us? Our choice of clothes, jewelry and hairstyle, our languages and ideas are often areas that we look toward celebrities to define. If you deny this then you are exceptional; the rest of us are invariably, more susceptible. Our society has embellish supersaturated with honor influence. We watch their every advise including who they are with and what they do. We absorb their politics and gobble up their quotes. We think about what it may be same to be that beautiful, rich and powerful. Fame is an aphrodisiac or so it seems to the unrecognized. Today we hit TomKat(Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes). Yesterday it was Bennifer(Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez).  Public Interest in these people is frighteningly obsessive in nature. After all, their claim to fame is commonly supported on pretense or non reality. They are the constant pretenders, illusionists with screens as their canvas. 

   The entertainment continuance of a honor stretches beyond the concealment or stage and they are totally aware it. We are witness to carefully arranged relationships, sudden sightings in sports arenas and controversial quotes days before a new movie or show opens. They appear on your concealment dead seemingly not to promote themselves but rather attempting to come across as natural, likable, smart and funny. Sometimes we get a glimpse into what certain celebrities are really like. Unfortunately, it is commonly when they do something wrong. Drugs, infidelity and physical assaults are a few areas where celebrities hit slipped in their public presentation. Mug shots and unflattering photos of famous people are the currency of entertainment news outlets. Being a honor has its drawback in this regard as they are monitored as closely as governmental heads of the biggest nations on earth. Alas, the power of honor is here with us to stay. Or is it? Can we teach our children who the chancellor of Germany is before we vindicate the history of Madonna? If we can’t, America will embellish a nation of uninformed honor worshippers numb to the more important realities of the world.