Celebrities crowd on to a stage to lend their star studded support to someone - anyone - who is not Donald Trump. Oh, the thrill of the furious famous.
Trump is an egg. I mean, I don't care particularly that he is president. I was a Bernie Sanders fan. I thought Hilary Clinton was a poor choice for the Democrats. She was not particularly likeable and for some reason was styled by someone who likes monotone Mao suits. But hey, Trump is an egg. Let's just accept that as a high probability and move on.
I don't believe celebrities help a political cause. I don't care if Beyonce or Katy Perry like Hilary Clinton. I care if they sing and I care what they wear. I care who they are schtupping and I care if they release a new song on Spotify. I don't give a damn what party they vote for or what books they read. I don't consider them experts on anything other than being very rich, very talented and very irrelevant to world affairs. I spoke with an Air New Zealand flight attendant who had Katy Perry on board. When asking her what country she was eventually flying to, she replied: "London."
I don't care what Katy Perry thinks about politics. I don't want to hear from the horse that wins The Melbourne Cup. In fact, I wonder if it's not slightly detrimental to serious politicians to have a bunch of self-important famous entertainers vouch for them.
I argue its possibly one of the many things that lost Hilary Clinton the US election. How does the average 55-year-old white-collar male worker from Indiana relate to Beyonce or Mark Ruffalo? They don't. If I was a politician I would be wanting the support of Nobel winners, top philanthropists, brilliant writers, respected social commentators and Noam Chomsky. I'd take Noam Chomsky and Bill Gates over Katy Perry and Alec Baldwin.
