Um, that’s my mic…
Okay, the outburst. No one’s feeling badly for Taylor Swift’s career, so this might not be the time to feel sorry for her, but Kanye definitely took away that moment. She will not have that particular moment again. It is now a cultural moment in its own ragged state. It was like watching a bride jilted at the altar. (All right, we do feel badly but we hope that selling more CDs as a result will ease the pain.)
But why are we so hugely fixated? Sure, these are big stars and we’re all celeb obsessed, but I think there’s something else going on that goes back to that great movie line, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore.”
For many reasons we go through our days keeping ourselves fairly well in line–and that’s probably more of a good thing than a bad thing given the number of lines that can be crossed and the size of the population. (And of course the news is filled with the worst of the out-of-liners.) But all of us have that desire, at core, to simply blurt out what’s really on our minds. We sit at home and watch our flat screens and want, somehow, to run into the scene and take the mic. We want to tell people off, to have our say, to express our total and utter frustration at a person, a system, at the world.
So I think this particular incident has us hopping, at least for a week or two, because we’re looking at the uncensored self, that person that every now and then, we’d like to be. Even if we’d have to follow up with a lot of, you know, serious or not so serious mea culpas.
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