New York Daily News gossip columnist Lloyd Grove has banned Paris Hilton from his space.
Even a gossip columnist has limits. Paris Hilton has finally abused mine. Over the past five years – without any discernible talent, education, scruples, manners, modesty or underpants – the pretty blond great-granddaughter of hotel magnate Conrad Hilton has waged a terrifying campaign for world domination. The arc of Paris’ “career” – from rich, witless party girl to rich, witless party girl with a hit television show – is an insult to the American sense of fairness: the idea that you get ahead by working hard, playing by the rules and acquiring a skill of some sort. Paris has bothered with none of the above, and yet society continues to reward her with money and fame.
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Make no mistake: I plead guilty to having been one of Paris’ enablers – encouraging and even celebrating her silly ways through countless boldface mentions. I admit that Paris and I have been snared in an ugly web of mutual addiction: She to all the lurid ink, me to all the pointless drama. But on the “Today” show this morning, I’m planning to announce my New Year’s resolution: going cold turkey. No more Paris Hilton.
We’ll see how long it lasts.
