Plodder wrote:
^ Agree with Fnord.
Why anyone would deliberately set out to be famous beats me.
People writing about your personal life in newspapers. People criticising everything you do. People following you around and taking your photograph without your permission. People digging up your past and publishing embarrassing facts about you. People believing lies and rumours about you. Fake people pretending to be your friends. People trying to kidnap you.
No thanks.
*shudder*
If fame comes as a side effect of some great achievement, I suppose you just have to put up with it.
I agree. Also you always find the really famous people don't like having their picture taken yet the z-list wannabees always have a smarmy grin when the pap are around them. They must hate going a day without press attention. Could you imagine that as a worry? They look out their window and the street is empty. No-one loves them anymore. That's easily solved, just go to the opening of something, like a packet of crisps all dressed lacking clothes with nothing left to the imagination.
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