There's little doubt that the story of Britney Spears' disappearance with paparazzo Adnan Ghalib is garnering a lot of attention for the fruitcake singer and her sleazy boytoy (look at me sounding like those celeb-chasing tabloid types already).
The stuff is clogging up the blogosphere and taking up precious minutes in TV news bulletins.
someone is looking to milk this shit for all it's worth. It might even be Ghalib's photo agency, Finalpixx.
The finalpixx site has "exclusive" pictures of the couple and apparently the site didn't exist a few days ago; it's been recently launched to capitalise on the notoriety of Ghalib's "fling" with Spears.
That's it, I can't write any more, but I had to do something.
A discussion of contemporary issues in media ethics, with olives and a twist. Made with only the freshest ingredients, shaken, stirred and poured over ice. I should also mention that I do like the odd, occasional martini. Bombay Sapphire gin and Lillet, dry and plenty of salty olives. Welcome to this cocktail of journalism and alcohol. A fine combination!
Friday, 11 January 2008
Britney Spears - queen of the blogosphere
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Labels: Britney Spears, celerity gossip, paparazzi
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In a postmodernist media studies scholar's Ideal World, one in which journalism is obsolete, celebrity stories such as Ms Spears is weaving would be the Only Stories Allowed, as the rest of us would be required to closely follow and eagerly comment upon each and every weird, and often highly contrived, calculatedly manufactured twist. Celebrity stories such as this, in such an Ideal World, are of equal worth and weight as the outbreak of World War III, the collapse of the Warsaw Pact, or the arrival of genuine inter-stellar aliens. Marvellous Stuff, the Spears Saga.
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