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.