In a case of life and art being inextricably intertwined, Information Week reports that Paris Hilton’s website has been infected with malware.
On an existential level, Paris Hilton and her celebrity-infatuated peers are a form of societal malware, propagating themselves through endless self-promotion.
I have never been to her website. What on earth could she possibly have to say of substance or depth? She is the woman who spells ‘hot’ as ‘hott’ and holds auditions for a best friend on a reality show. I realize I’m being really elitist and judgmental, she may read Sartre before bed – still, she’s a train wreck.
The malware report is incredibly ironic.