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The “Faym” Monster
Feb. 4th, 2013 12:39 pmHello English-speaking world. I’d like to introduce a new term – “Faym”. How does one describe Faym? It is the temporary phenomena experienced by faux-lebrities. Most people who enjoy real fame do so because they had some type of popularity or talent. But in the age of reality television, social media, viral videos, and every type of talent (or not) competition under the sun; there is suddenly a huge, huge, HUGE pool of people all trying to cash in on their fifteen minutes of fame. Now, please don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that there is no real talent there to be found. Personally, I LOVE listening to Kelly Clarkson on the radio. I couldn’t care less about her being the first winner of American Idol. The fact is, the girl has one hella set of pipes! But then again, so do a number of the people who lost that competition. Jennifer Hudson has shown the world her talent, not only in singing but in acting. And then there is Chris Daughtry, my shaved-head drool-fantasy. Woof!
But then, we have the majority of others. Evil-villains who are cast off the island of Survivor make faux-lebrity appearances on shows or at clubs. We have “internet sensations” who are anything but, who are booked to do silly little promo’s here and there. And naturally we have people who are just attention-ho’s who open their lives up on facebook in a Kardashian kind of way. I can’t even say that these people are D-listers… they aren’t even ON a list that I’m aware of. But when it comes down to it, they’ll do anything for faym – whether it means ‘accidentally’ releasing nude pix, crashing some semi-exclusive birthday party in Hollywood, or agreeing to show up for a ribbon-cutting at a new Piggly-Wiggly opening up on the corner.
Because I live in California, I see this quite a bit. Whether it be perusing through friends’ pages on Facebook, or going to restaurants or plays or whatever, it isn’t at all unusual to run into fauxlebrities. Heck, there’s a ton of them to run into! And for whatever reason, I just find them annoying. I don’t know why, but they annoy the snot outta me! I guess it is the sense-of-entitlement that bothers me. Just because someone was selected to appear on a cable-TV-reality show doesn’t make them special. Having a bunch of “likes” on one’s page hardly qualifies as something to put on one’s resume. Where is the sincerity? Where is the actual talent? Where is the point about making a difference in one’s field or making the world a better place? To me, I see none of that. All I see is a desperate need for attention and a need to feel validated. Blech!
Faym – the temporary delusion of grandeur experienced by fauxlebrities.
Any chance we can reduce the fifteen minutes to something more appropriate – like thirty seconds perhaps?
But then, we have the majority of others. Evil-villains who are cast off the island of Survivor make faux-lebrity appearances on shows or at clubs. We have “internet sensations” who are anything but, who are booked to do silly little promo’s here and there. And naturally we have people who are just attention-ho’s who open their lives up on facebook in a Kardashian kind of way. I can’t even say that these people are D-listers… they aren’t even ON a list that I’m aware of. But when it comes down to it, they’ll do anything for faym – whether it means ‘accidentally’ releasing nude pix, crashing some semi-exclusive birthday party in Hollywood, or agreeing to show up for a ribbon-cutting at a new Piggly-Wiggly opening up on the corner.
Because I live in California, I see this quite a bit. Whether it be perusing through friends’ pages on Facebook, or going to restaurants or plays or whatever, it isn’t at all unusual to run into fauxlebrities. Heck, there’s a ton of them to run into! And for whatever reason, I just find them annoying. I don’t know why, but they annoy the snot outta me! I guess it is the sense-of-entitlement that bothers me. Just because someone was selected to appear on a cable-TV-reality show doesn’t make them special. Having a bunch of “likes” on one’s page hardly qualifies as something to put on one’s resume. Where is the sincerity? Where is the actual talent? Where is the point about making a difference in one’s field or making the world a better place? To me, I see none of that. All I see is a desperate need for attention and a need to feel validated. Blech!
Faym – the temporary delusion of grandeur experienced by fauxlebrities.
Any chance we can reduce the fifteen minutes to something more appropriate – like thirty seconds perhaps?
