Yeah, I care about the terrible tragedy in Haiti — it’s awful what people are going through and the stories of pain and suffering are unimaginable. But you know what else was unimaginable? That idiotic telethon put on by George Clooney and company (and by company I mean his 60 or so Hollywood buddies who manned the phones).
Hello, Reese Witherspoon, is that you? I’d do you.
Yes, those phone discussions were only one of the silly moments of the somewhat dour affair, which seemed like a wake (which I guess it was sort of like). But I prefer the rock concert benefits (Farm Aid excepted) and this was far, far from that.
And one little additional note: Yes, I think you think you are being cool by not naming anyone. If I am supposed to give a shit about who you are, at least tell me your name so I can make fun of you properly.