And Perez hilton shall lead us.....

    I shouldn't get all indignant when I hear about someone snapping photos of a celebrity in the throes of a rather unseemly demise.  For all of the advances in technology, it has only served to placate the bottom feeding opportunist looking to make a few quick bucks with some taboo footage.  I wonder how anyone can stand there with their cell phone and snap a picture of someone's life slipping away beneath a ton of crushed, smoldering steel.  It seems incomprehensible.  I don't know if that's as horrible as the report that the amateur shutter bug kept filming even as a friend of Paul Walker's raced to the scene to try and perform some type of miracle rescue.  I don't know what makes me sicker, this act of blatantly insensitive voyeurism or the sanctimonious odor of quasi journalism coming from the site of Perez Hilton.  I guess it's true what they say, everyone thinks that they're a journalist these days.  I fear that the line between bottom feeding media vultures and actual journalists is becoming increasingly murkier by the minute.  I think I would respect a guy like Perez Hilton more if he dropped the act.  If he truly had a soul or any semblance of integrity, he'd realize that his plastic sense of empathy for Paul Walker's demise is obviously tempered by his need to feed the hunger of the bottom feeders who keep him in business; bottom feeders like the amateur shutter bug who couldn't bring himself to put his cell phone down for one second.  Can you imagine if a guy like Perez Hilton was around when say, JFK was gunned down.  I imagine Hilton spewing some pre written spiel about the nation's great loss before directing the visitors to his site to a multitude of photos of JFK'S skull being blown into a thousand pieces.  But true to Hilton's slimy nature, he'd cloak his carnival barking need for blood and guts in the guise of patriotism.   Just like he's wrapping himself up in the guise of journalism when he proudly features multi angle shots of the crash that killed Paul Walker. 

  A person gets thrown in front of train and our fellow citizens snap photos of said locomotive bearing down on the victim.  An actor in the prime of his career lies dead in a mangled heap of foreign steel and some guy zooms in for a pay day shot.  We're de evolving as a society and it's extremely unsettling to me.  Maybe it's the reality television culture that has led to this perceived sense of moral decay.   Today, the opportunity for someone to get their fifteen minutes of fame isn't as daunting as it used to be.  You don't need talent, you need only a puppet master.  You don't need purpose, you simply need a camera and a tragedy and a knack for being an opportunist.  To the amateur shutter bug, I say this.  Those photos you took are going to be seen by a fifteen year old who doesn't have a father anymore.  Thanks to your voyeurism, that fifteen year old gets a first hand lesson in both selfishness and callousness.  Good night and good luck.