Oh there is no doubt they’re pathological. Some bizarre didn’t-get-attention-from-daddy is going on in that pretty, skewed, blonde head. Fo’ sho’ (says the woman who should know).
But I have to enjoy the Salahi’s.
Not because I feel they’re all that intelligent or fascinating, but for what they point out about us as a society. Because you know she was able to sneak into that cheerleader alumni gathering because she looks like a former cheerleader. And they were waved into the White House dinner without being verified because they look like a Washington power couple – the older gentleman and his younger, high maintenance, arm candy wife.
Picture this – Michaele Salahi closer to the American average and 30 pounds heavier, in the same sari, but her natural (assumably brown) hair and a traditional head scarf. Would they have been waved in? Chances grow thinner.
If she had not been yoga’d and pilate’d to painfully thin, bleached blonde within an inch of baldness, and tastefully tooth-whitened to that plastered Barbie grin…would any of their psycho deviant party crashing photo ops been possible? I think not.
A reversed example from this year would be the Susan Boyle phenomenon. Yes, the woman can sing. Yes she’s unattractive. Unattractive people can sing, is this actually shocking? Singing does not require hair extensions, a prerecorded track (*cough*, Britney) and a stylist. I know, the horror. But how do we not find it offensive that Susan Boyle opens her mouth and lets out a gorgeous voice and America tears up and claps…because, “I mean, look at her!”?
My opinion: the Salahi’s insanity is a mirror for our own.
Those Rascally Salahi’s December 3, 2009
Tags: current events, opinions, salahi, social commentary, susan boyle
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/12/02/AR2009120203781.html?g=0
Oh there is no doubt they’re pathological. Some bizarre didn’t-get-attention-from-daddy is going on in that pretty, skewed, blonde head. Fo’ sho’ (says the woman who should know).
But I have to enjoy the Salahi’s.
Not because I feel they’re all that intelligent or fascinating, but for what they point out about us as a society. Because you know she was able to sneak into that cheerleader alumni gathering because she looks like a former cheerleader. And they were waved into the White House dinner without being verified because they look like a Washington power couple – the older gentleman and his younger, high maintenance, arm candy wife.
Picture this – Michaele Salahi closer to the American average and 30 pounds heavier, in the same sari, but her natural (assumably brown) hair and a traditional head scarf. Would they have been waved in? Chances grow thinner.
If she had not been yoga’d and pilate’d to painfully thin, bleached blonde within an inch of baldness, and tastefully tooth-whitened to that plastered Barbie grin…would any of their psycho deviant party crashing photo ops been possible? I think not.
A reversed example from this year would be the Susan Boyle phenomenon. Yes, the woman can sing. Yes she’s unattractive. Unattractive people can sing, is this actually shocking? Singing does not require hair extensions, a prerecorded track (*cough*, Britney) and a stylist. I know, the horror. But how do we not find it offensive that Susan Boyle opens her mouth and lets out a gorgeous voice and America tears up and claps…because, “I mean, look at her!”?
My opinion: the Salahi’s insanity is a mirror for our own.
Your thoughts?