I love following the celebrities. But when they go to a pile of trouble to avoid the public and get married and then make a big announcement to the world that they pulled the wool over our eyes and got hitched in secret I get a little pissed. Then the next week they are on the cover of a popular magazine in their wedding clothes and we are supposed to gobble up the mag and their wedding story??? HUH??? If that ain’t a money making scheme I don’t know what is. If you went to the trouble of avoiding the public in the first place then think you are going to make a million with your face plastered over the cover of a magazine, you are out of luck. I get it that you would like some privacy on your wedding day but hello, you are a celebrity—that is why they pay you the big bucks!!! You money grubbin assholes can keep your secrets and your magazine. I’m not interested in secondhand news. I WAS a fan and I deserve better. —Shove it, Justin

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  1. Perhaps you should be more concerned with your own life and the lives of people you actually know? Just a thought.

  2. Wow…someone has a very uneventful and unfulfilling life. And I second Donk…Justin Timberlake doesn’t even know you exist, let alone give a flying fuck about you.

  3. God, don’t you just hate it when celebrities get married and don’t let you know about it! That Justin Timberlake, I could just… grrrrr!

  4. ON THE MINDS OF CELEBRITIES AND THEIR FANS

    “I get it that you would like some privacy on your wedding day but hello, you are a celebrity – that is why they pay you the big bucks.” Shove it, Justin

    I think “Shove It” is on to a profound sociological insight here. He has pointed to the fundamental contradiction embodied in the celebrity’s claim that he, the celebrity, would like some privacy on his wedding day. The fan, however, disagrees. He maintains that since “they,” presumably people like him, pay the celebrity “big bucks,” then the celebrity’s claim is ill-founded. Being a celebrity, according to the fan, requires that he jettison all such claims to privacy.

    In other words the concepts “celebrity” and “fan” are mutually exclusive. One can be a celebrity but one cannot, at the same time, be a fan. The converse, of course, also holds true. One cannot, simultaneously, be a fan and be a celebrity. So, while both the celebrity and the fan are technically members of the same species, in the context under consideration, they are distinct. Effectively, they are different species. But what is it to be a celebrity and, by logical extension, what is it to be a fan? I think the crucial distinction is to be found in their conceptions of self-identity. It is to be found in their minds.

    The crucial and paradoxical point, of course, is that the celebrity and the fan are mutually interdependent. Where by “mind” we mean “existence,” neither the celebrity nor the fan has any existence without the other. To ask, then, about the mind of the celebrity independently of his being a celebrity is to ask about a nullity, a nothingness. He is a celebrity by virtue of his being a celebrity. He has no other dimension. That is who he is, nothing more. The same, of course, is true of the fan. To ask about the mind of the fan independently of his being a fan is to ask about a nullity, a nothingness. He is a fan by virtue of his being a fan. He has no other dimension. That is who he is. He is nothing more.

    So the paradox of the celebrity and the fan, while they have neither minds nor existence apart from being a celebrity and a fan and so exist in a sealed fantasy world, is that are mutually interdependent. They exist as reflections of each other. So to ask of the specific minds of the celebrity and the fan is misconceived. They have no such specific minds and, mutatis mutandis, no specific existence.

    A pleasure as always.

    Cheerio!

  5. I knew I should have stopped reading at
    “I love following the celebrities”

    OP, people like you are the reason fucktards like snooki and the kardewshians are rich for absolutely no reason.
    Get a life.

  6. Paingirl, you KILL me—bahahahahahahahaha (i LOVE Jimmy Falon’s ‘Barry Gibb’;D)….even though i was of course quite upset to be excluded from Justin’s wedding! Huh!! @Mel–maybe he reminds you of Donny Osmond–i can’t believe I didn’t get an invite to his wedding either…my god, what is up?

  7. Celebrities are just people with money…who really cares about what goes on in their personal lives? Lames, that’s who.

  8. Celebrities are just people with money…Never did quite understand why people obsess about their personal lives : /

  9. @brenda k: at least justin TOLD US that he was bringing sexy back…makes me feel a little less snubbed, in general I mean;)

  10. A Canada Post employee stole a whole bag of invites destined Nova Scotia to Justin and Donny’s weddings.

  11. OB…yer kidding right ?

    I’m more concerned about Petty K’s cat than I am about any f’in celebrity !
    Which for those of you who don’t know about my concern for cats ….its somewhere (starting from lowest to highest) near the importance of Monty aka M&M’s mumblings & none at all !

    FUCK OB …get a life, try something more interesting like collecting your own figernail clippings … anything…. A N Y T H I N G.
    Which is very broad topic list, is more interesting than someone you don’t know & never will, & their latest unimportant doings ! ! !

    ( look you’ve got me so stymied, I even spelled ‘their’ correctly for its context !)

  12. ON THE MINDS OF CELEBRITIES AND THEIR FANS: A POSTSCRIPT

    In my last post (11/13, 10:00AM) I concluded that the celebrity (Justin Timberlake) and the fan (Shove it, Justin) were mutually interdependent, that they existed in their fantasy world as reflections of each other. While the celebrity exists only insofar as he has fans, the fan exists only insofar as the celebrity continues to be a celebrity. But Justin wanted privacy during his wedding. For that time he ceased to be a celebrity which meant that Shove it, Justin ceased to exist. That was why he was so outraged. He became, in his own eyes, a nullity. He ceased to have an identity. He ceased to exist, and he knew it.

    In the words of the existential philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre, Shove it, Justin stared into the existential vacuum of his existence. He experienced Sartrean “Nausea” (“La NausĂ©e”). He experienced his own “nothingness.” It was an intolerable situation. He cried out in his anguish.

    A pleasure as always,

    Cheerio!

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    : More (11/14, 1:52PM)

    You have been defeated, you buffoon. Go away.

  13. Hey Monty …still mumbling I see
    C’mon back if/when you can speak like a human.
    We’re not in one of yer lame classes …get a life loser & perhaps seek help with yer relationship problems .

    I doubt very strongly anyone is interested in your opinion on their pubes, thighs their panties … or anything else particularly at yer juvenile fumblings when it comes to tryng to talk about sex ,,, perhaps if you did a piece on Masterbation, something you know, you could get someones interest ! After all its a purely selfish act of self pleasure similar to philosophy, thats so near & dear to you, does nothing for anyone else , sounds like its right up your alley.
    ~;p

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    : More (13/11, 5:23PM)

    You have been defeated, you buffoon. Deal with it.

    A pleasure as always.

    Cheerio!

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    : Wheels (11/15, 9:09AM)

    I couldn’t agree more. He has been pestering me ever since, in a masterful piece of psychological analysis, I spanked him for fucking hookers.

    Thank you for your support.

    A pleasure as always.

    Cheerio!

  16. Mumble mumble mumble …says the overbearing pompous haughty bore .

    Why don’t you go hang out with a mirror, that way you’ll have company that can stand to be around you !

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    : More (11/15, 9:46AM)

    You have been defeated, you buffoon. Deal with it.

    A pleasure as always.

    Cheerio!

  18. Yup. Jerking off is a selfish act. ‘Self abuse’.
    A blowjob from ol Marie-AndrĂ©e, however…
    Well, not an act of charity surely. We covered that. What did she get out of blowing you? Satisfaction of a job well done? Or did you give her an old fashioned diddle at the same time? Care to elaborate? You seem to be full of shit again.

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