Famous

Famous

“Is that Selena Gomez?” I asked. Emmy and I were driving to school and listening to Disney radio on Sirius

“Yes.

“Wow, every song is hers.”

“It’s her channel.”

“She has her own channel? Is she more popular than Miley Cyrus?”

“Dad. Are you kidding? Way.””

“Really? Why is that? I thought everybody loved Miley Cyrus.”

“No people don’t like her. She is mean.”

“Mean? Miley Cyrus is mean? What did she do?”

“I don’t know. I just know she is mean.”

“How do you know that?”

“Dad, everyone knows Miley Cyrus is mean.”

“She used to be a really big deal. Must be hard for her to see Selena Gomez getting all the attention.  Do you think she knows Selena Gomez?”

“Of course. She is famous.”

“No I didn’t ask if she knows of Selena Gomez; I asked if she knows Selena Gomez.”

“And I said she does. Obviously.”

“Why are you so sure?”

“Because she is famous.”

“Miley Cyrus or Selena Gomez?”

“Both. Obviously. That’s why they know each other.”

“Wait a second. Do you think all famous people know each other?”

“Obviously.”

“Like there is a sort of a special club that you get into by being famous and you know everyone else in the club.”

“Pretty much.”

“How would they know each other?”

“They would be together at award shows and Hollywood parties and movie premieres. Especially movie premieres.”

“I had no idea that’s how it works. I have been to a movie premiere, does that mean Selena Gomez knows me?”

“No. You are not famous.”

“What if I was part-way famous? Would she sort of know me?”

“Dad. You are not famous. She only knows famous people.”

“But you are pretty sure she knows everyone that is famous? How about Justin Beiber?”

“Obviously. They are dating.”

“Justin Timberlake?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well he is famous.”

“Not that famous.”

“Wow, that will be a blow to him. Where did you learn all about being famous?”

“Everyone knows it, Dad. Obviously.”