Get real. Get serious. Get a real, serious life.

(myspaceantics.com)
According to Ms Paris Hilton:

"I have done everything that I wanted to do and I feel very blessed that I have been very successful in every area. So it's very exciting. There is nothing else to do"

(source- smh.com.au)

Nothing?

Nothing at all?

Can't think of a single, little thing?

I have three knee-jerk reactions to this.

The first is might be considered somewhat inappropriate and involves handing her a shotgun
along with a comment about her doing us all a favour and putting us all out of our misery.
A bit more oxygen for the rest of us.
This is one person I don't want my daughter to grow up to idolise.
Given the option, I'd really rather that my daughter aspired to be Barbie.
(trying oh-so-hard to stop myself from making comments about Barbie being less plastic and more intelligent)

My second thought is to offer Ms Hilton a job.
Minimum wage cleaning bathrooms.
Cleaning my bathroom.
And my oven.
It doesn't matter how many times I clean the bloody things,
they are still there getting dirty again.
My work is never done.

The third is to try and stop gaping like a goldfish.
I don't care how many episodes of  "The Simple Life" she did,
this chick has no idea how the other half...
no, make that the other 99.999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 %
of the world's population live.

Maybe she could focus on using her significant (yet unfathomable) influence and finances

for good.

Real good.

Humanitarian good.

Real humanitarian good.