Literally anything. The period at the end of this sentence is more important than Kim Kardashian. Yet, here I am, writing about Kim Kardashian and how unimportant she is. It seems to be a phenomenon; we hate something, we don’t care about it, and then we make a million blog posts detailing how much we hate and don’t care about it. In the end, the Kim Kardashians of the world are winning.
If only we could ignore the things we claim to hate so much. But we can’t. That’s because we love to hate stuff. Kim Kardashian’s stupid, fake marriage may be the most-talked-about-least-cared-about topic of today, but tomorrow we’ll be hating something completely different. We love talking crap, especially when we have a nice comfortable security blanket (i.e. your giant computer screen) to hide behind.
Kim Kardashian and Kris Humperdoodle are getting exactly what they wanted to begin with: publicity! This is the last post on stuff I don’t want to read about, I promise. From now on, only hate-filled posts dedicated to people I genuinely enjoy mocking will appear. No more Kim Kardashian news unless it’s photos of her miraculous buttocks.