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Member Name: polydeuces
There is one phenomenon which grew in enormous leaps in the 1990s. It is the cult of celebrity. We have, so we are led to believe, developed such an insatiable appetite for news of celebrity lifestyles and royal minutiae that an entire industry has been built.
Journalists, photographers and publishers compete to find stories about these wonderful people who live wonderful lives. Often an article can be created around little more than a snap of the celebrity walking down the street.
Hello! (to give it its full title including the obligatory exclamation mark) is the pre-eminent title amongst the magazines devoted to celebrity. It places itself a distinct level up market from OK! (to give it its full title including the obligatory exclamation mark) which has a Beckhams obsession.
I personally do not like these magazines at all. I am interested in news certainly and I have more than a passing interest in popular culture. However when I watch a television programme or a sports event or listen to a CD I do not have an instant desire to see the people involved draped around the various rooms of the houses wearing different outfits. Still less do I wish to see a parade of stars arriving for some self-serving event.