I was standing in line at WalMart yesterday when I happened to glance at one of the magazines on the rack next to me. It had a photo of some woman holding a baby and the article headline said something about her stretch marks and how many pounds she has lost and the fact that she is going to have another baby. I’m sure she is someone famous or is married to someone famous and I really should care about her life, but honestly, no…I don’t. Not in the least. There were five other magazines on the shelf devoted to the life and times of stars and athletes. One issue was all about a television show. The entire issue was about the cast.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m a huge movie fan. I love to see a good performance. I like television. I enjoy good music. I admire creative people. But it seems to me that we get a bit crazy as fans. We give too much attention to people just because they have a particular talent. We give too much credence to their advice and opinions. We care too much about their looks and their clothes and their favorite foods.
I suppose movie stars and musicians and athletes have always been revered. My mother read magazines about the glamorous movie stars. My classmates in high school seemed to know as much about some singers as they did about their own family members. But I think things have gotten worse over the years. I have kindergarten students who can recognize Demi Lovado on a poster, wear Justin Bieber clothing, and tell me “I love Carrie Underwood”. Thanks to television and iTunes and Facebook and Twitter and other gadgets and things I don’t even understand, our children seem to know more about stars and athletes than they do about their neighbors. I just hope we can remember that these are real people with real lives and real problems and failings. While they are talented or skilled in one area, they may also be a terrible role model in another. Let’s not just put them up on a pedestal, especially for our children to admire.
So…I find it interesting that my favorite movie star also loves chocolate or grew up on a farm. But I guess I’ll never be an “adoring fan” of anyone. I’m a fan of balance and moderation.