Fame and Veganism

I’ve been talking a lot about fame, and I think it’s time to explain.

It might not be fun to be famous, and it’s really not even that enjoyable to make fun of specific famous people (although a lot of people do it), but it’s really, really fun to laugh at fame. Like veganism.

Here’s why:
Everybody knows that fame, power, and money are supposed to be the three driving impulses of human carnality. First of all, this is stupid because it doesn’t say anything about sex, except that I guess some people want to have sex with famous people. But then, some people want to have sex with teachers, and barely anybody wants to be a teacher.

Power makes sense because if you are powerful you get what you want. This is like a tautology. Of course people want to get what they want.

Money makes sense because you can buy things, and things are cool.

Fame doesn’t make sense. Who wants people watching them? If it’s just for the sex, then the big three should be sex, power, and money. Not fame. Fame is useless. It just means that people know who you are.

Which, incidentally, is why I frequently refuse to distinguish between fame and infamy. Infamy is just as effective at getting known, if not more so. And you can’t say that the difference between fame and infamy is that infamous people have fewer friends, because famous people have zero friends, so that’s impossible. Famous people can’t have friends because everybody is jealous because fame is part of the big three. That’s pretty funny.

And veganism is funny too.