Mar 31 2009
Irony - It’s Grand
Ahhhhh…to be a celebrity. Talk about living the good life, Robin Leach style. Big 
houses in exotic locations, fancy cars, a small army of assistants to do all your dirty work, and cadre of cameramen following in your wake to document it all for our consumption. After all, if we didn’t long for the good life of a celebrity, what else would we have to rot our brain with?
And so we’re taking in our hot gossip and waiting for the Madonna adoption saga to unfold. We do have to wait all the way till Friday for any developments, so in the meantime let’s obsess over other aspects of her life. Apparently the entire paparazzi population is in Malawi to photograph her every move (which must be somewhat of a relief in pressure to other mega stars that grace the tabloids frequently), so we’re going to get days of exposure into her life. Grab your Pepto Bismal…nausea could ensue.
After all…we should bask in the glow that is Lourdes new found womanhood. Poor kid.
We have to admit that Madonna is a marketing genius. She’s been famous as long as I can remember. The value of her name alone would probably put a major dent in our country’s trillions of dollars of debt. I doubt she really remembers what it’s like to be “normal.” Her wish has been the command of many, and it appears that even impoverished African countries are willing to do whatever they can to share a small bit of her limelight and fortune.
With stories like this, it’s no wonder we long to be famous ourselves. Caviar wishes and champagne dreams, baby.
That is, of course, unless you plan on adopting a pet. Apparently the rescue and shelter managers are the only ones in this whole world capable of keeping a level head.
I came across this story regarding Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt back when I was writing a post about adopting pets vs. kids. I remarked then about how flip-flopped it is that we have extensive campaigns to adopt pets, but the same doesn’t seem to go towards adopting children. This story is old and I’m not even sure that it’s true, but it’s somewhat interesting, in a comical and ironic sort of way.
It would seem that Brangelina got a hankering to add to their family and adopt a dog. I think most of us would expect a loud and amorous reaction, should Brangelina walk into our office. Most people would be more than willing to give them anything and everything, too starstruck to even consider anything more than the fact that Brangelina is standing right there in front of them, although they would likely be thinking of ways to share the news and gloat to all their acquaintances.
Surprisingly enough, it would seem that at this particular shelter, they really are more concerned about the overall well being of their dogs, and not of the star power of who wants to adopt them. Brangelina were DENIED as doggy parents. Go figure.
It’s interesting, isn’t it. Apparently there are more guidelines being adhered to in order to adopt a Labrador Retriever, then there are to adopt a human child.
Lesson learned? If you’re a dog lover, being a famous person isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. You’ll get no shortcuts when you want to get another dog. All that money and celebrity just wasted. It hardly seems worth the paparazzi drama. If you don’t get to have EVERYTHING you want, then why bother?
This post is hurting my head. I need an aspirin.
The goal of any agency responsible for adoption should be in the best interest of the adoptee. There are shelters that refuse to allow people with very small children adopt pets.
Which is probably very wise, Stephanie. Little kids don’t understand about not pulling tails and how to behave gently. New pets, and especially rescue animals, are skittish and afraid at first. Shelter animals may have an unknown background that involves some abuse.
I used to have a boss that had a bull mastiff she got from a rescue group. The dog was the sweetest thing and about as ferocious as a baby kitten. One day, my boss was getting ready for work and started to apply hairspray to her hair. The dog FLIPPED OUT. Turns out the dog had been abused and sprayed with some kind of aerosol. The sound of it triggered the dog.
I totally appreciate that these things are considered, and that animal rescue workers are responsible about taking all these things into the equation when matching a dog to a family.
Really, these folks live in a vacuum. It’s a whole other universe for them. Although I guess it’s cool that they went to a shelter vs. paying a gazillion dollars for some yappy little purebred. Not that there’s anything wrong with yappy little purebreds.
It’s an ass-backwards world we live in these days
That’s for darn sure!
I am trying 125 exchange. How has it worked for you?
This is especially true, MrsBear, since going to a breeder would likely have been far simpler. No doubt there’s a ring of “breeders to the stars” who will look the other way whenever Paris Hilton gets a hankering for a new furry accessory.
Which is why I question the truth of this story. It seems a little improbable, doesn’t it.
In more ways than one, Iowahippie
See my post about a Breakup Note. It’s a long story, but I would keep it if I could. Entrecard and Today.com…the affair is reaching it’s end.
Hope you can use the credits!
Who wouldn’t mind getting free stuff or to be treated like a king? But, that shouldn’t include another life form. It takes responsibility, regardless of the species.
Not such a fan of the 125 Exchange, I’ve not gotten much traffic from it at all. I suppose that’s not because I’m trying hard enough in some way.